The Demon king-he knew he had felt something but he ticked it off.
(Waittt do they just like come immediatly or like during the party like what im confused a bit)
(Ok-so basically they had a party right-and then basically she has to do the summoning ritual-so she goes into a room by herself to do this. So she's currently doing a ritual-like a spell-to summon a demon. She just fucked up the spell by using WAYYYYYY too much blood-thus inadvertently summoning demon king)
She watched, clutching her hand to her chest, as the bowl began to tilt and shake, glowing red, beginning to levitate in the air. Red, thick smoke filled the room, clouding her vision and choking her lungs. She coughed and sputtered
"Oh shit-shit shit shit-"
-Fuck..Well..here goes..-
He appeared into the room as the smoke started too disappear, he looked at her and his fangs started to show. He looked at her, confused and upmost not appealed, his mouth opened and his deep voice came out, now he has a tint of spanish accent so its a cute type voice but like hot at the same time.
"What did you do, Mi Amor?"
"Well-I messed up the ritual-so even going off of the assumption that we were bonded...which very well might not be true, since we don't know how the spell was affected...but-assuming we were...demons are immortal beings. So familiars have to go somewhere after witches die-therefore thinking logically one would assume that there was some way back to the underworld for them."