Parliament laughed. Many delegates were even older than Abaddon and remembered their heady days when they had sowed wild oats before settling down. A small finger jabbed into his belly. Sarvenaz. Jealous? He squeezed her shoulder to reassure her.
“So what happened?” Lucifer asked.
“It quickly became apparent why the Emperor had instituted the program,” Abaddon said. “Despite my vigorous embrace of the recommended activities, no offspring resulted."
Abaddon looked up at the stained glass image of She-who-is wrought into the skylight far above. How many times had he cursed the goddess who had made him infertile?
"I was one of the reasons the Emperor instituted the program," Abaddon said. "Our numbers were failing to replenish themselves. Over the next 600 years, I watched our numbers dwi
