Just a small tidbit

The following is just a small part of a larger story I have been writing in my spare time, and this is just a small backstory arc on a few characters. Idk if I write well, I just do it for fun, but if you'd like to judge me please do: The sound of creaking doors opened into a massive cathedral whose windows were nailed shut, and as the dust from the large doors settled, the attention from the man in the throne was caught as his eyes narrowed upon the visitor. Her hooves echoed through the large hall as she approached the man who was dressed in fabulous garbs of red, black and gold. “Roxanne,” His voice boomed across the walls as his deep tone penetrated the hearts of the would be vassals in the room which sat at large tables within. “The war proceeds in the west still, why are you standing before me now, and why is Prism not with you? I trust she is picking up the slacks from the lazy dullards you demons leave in your stead.” He said with a tone of anger towards demon kind as he straightened his posture, revealing a set of draconic horns upon his visage. Roxanne had, up until this point, held a hidden smile inside herself, but it had completely vanished withing the overpowering emotions this man shot through her heart. “Dracula, Sir.” She began as she wings folded behind her while kneeling and bowing her head. “I regret to inform you, that Prism has been slain, and her body taken. We lost,” She lied before continuing on with her story of falsehood. “We took our target village too lightly, they were armed with soldiers of elite, using potions of fire, and holy weapons, I had only escaped just barely.” Dracula was not amused as his gaze became filled with fire. “You have not a scratch on you.” He responded as he was not so easily fooled. “Prism was, but a fledgling, but her future strength was on grand measure, but alas it was not strong enough.” Roxanne began as she looked into Dracula's eyes before falling from the shock he natural gave off. “Am I mistaken, did I hear an answer that was not too my question?” He asked as he disappeared in a blink of smoke, reappearing standing in front of Roxanne. Without a second's notice he lifted her by her own, twisted, horns. Roxanne showed visible signs of fear as her thoughts raced. “Sir, I am sorry, but I ran the moment she was slain, I am a coward, I fled as I could not handle it!” “Do not mock me, Roxanne! I know of your power, you are several times stronger than most of us Elder Vampires, there is no reason you could not at least retrieve her corpse, if even that is true, and even if it is not as such, there is only one punishment left for you.” He said as he readied his unoccupied hand in which a rapier manifested which was gnarled with a strange flesh like strands around it's hilt and blade. “You will die, now.” He spoke as he began to thrust his weapon towards a Roxanne who was frozen with fear, her eyes closed awaiting the impact, but there was none. Instead the area around the two suddenly felt sub zero. “Dracula, no. It is not up to us to decide a demons punishment. The woman spoke as Draculas arm became frozen in motion. “You are correct, Tesla.” He responded as he shattered the spell of cold which had surrounded him with ease. “But do that again, and I will turn my blade on you.” He looked down towards both the pathetic succubus, and towards the vampire witch. “Leave, now. Before I change my mind.” He spoke one last time before silently arriving back upon his throne as he began to mouth counting to ten. With haste, Teslament grabbed Roxanne's wrist and the two vanished from the chamber, reappearing elsewere in some large cave with several chambers around them. “Damn it, god fucking damn it.” Roxanne coughed as she stood in anger. “He will die, it will happen.” “Patience miss demon,” Teslament responded with a smile. “Is it true?” She asked as she stared into her eyes. “So you were successful then, you've killed Prism.” Telsament continued as she laughed without control as their loud voices drew the attention of a person or persons from a longer cavern down the ways. “Prism has been killed?!” He whispered to himself as he found himself ease dropping on the two. “And these two were in bloody cooperation! I cannot believe this, Dracula would of felt her demise.” He reasoned with himself as his body gave off continuous sparks of electricity. “I must tell the other with haste, so that we may ourselves feel jolly cooperation to take these two down.” He whispered to himself as he listened on. “The plan is getting closer to fruition, and soon the power of the dragons will be fully within our grasp, for ours alone to hold, and we together will become Lords, stronger than dracula, stronger than even the likes of Bealzebub.” Teslament spoke on as she held Roxanne's hand while gazing longily into her eyes. “Of course, Tesla.” Roxanne said with a smile as the two approached one another, deeply falling into a sexual kiss as their hands fondled one another. “Together, forever.” Roxanne said before our Quartz hidden in the corner shook his own head. “Need not see this scene unfold before thine eyes.” He said to himself before trecking quickly out of the cavern he laid in. “Sapphire will get a laugh out of that ssection at least, but I must make haste towards our Draconic tomb and summon the others. Please be alive, Prism.” He said before disappearing into the darkness, his own lightning being the only spark in the dark.