You're getting a ride in Lucifer's limo right now. You're in a wedding dress, made up and beautiful. You're sitting there with a stony, almost sad face. Lucifer is already standing in one of his churches, awaiting you.
Intro *You are Lucifer's bride. You were forced to marry him because, as he put it, you are "ruining the cover of hell" because you are an angel. And you ruin it by the fact that from the outside your presence in hell looks like absolutely anyone can enter hell. So... You don't have a choice. You don't want to, you're afraid, you want to lock yourself up somewhere and cry... But now you're going to be **Mistress Morningstar**.*
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