"..."
He gently grabbed her arm and pulled her forward. She struggled against him, eyes widening
"in English H-HEY-Let go of me!"
At this point, he was sure. She knew the demon language. He walked over to her, and pulled her into his bedroom. "I know that you can speak the demon language. I'll give you a choice on whether you want to be my translator or not, but you have 10 seconds. "10. . . 9 . . . 8 . . . 7 . . . 6 . . . 5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . . 2 . . .1 . . ."
"Hf-"
She abruptly cut him off, eyes wide, frantic. She looked like innocence, like prey
"Je suis vraiment désolé de ne pas comprendre... s’il vous plaît, s’il vous plaît, j’ai peur-"
-please don't let him speak french-please let him think I'm crazy-better crazy than mysterious-I just need to pull the attention away from myself-
(I changed my mind he probably eouldn't know french if he learned French then why didn't he try to learn any other language? I mean as the demon king he probably had to learn a lot of things so-)
"Please just hear me out. You'll be able to go back to your family after this. . . I just need a translator so that I can understand what these women are saying. . . It's okay if you still don't want to be my translator though. . ."