Zerifa appeared in the throne room, glaring at the phony that sat in her useless and good for nothing husband's throne. She knew that this was just Ragnath's stupid lap dog, and if he was just going run away, she would take what should have been hers in the first place.
"My Queen. What is it that you want?" Desmodeus disguised as King Ragnath asked, trying not to sound nervous, but the queen terrified him.
"Cut the shit, Desmodeus. I know that waste of skin puts you up to this, so give it up, or I will devour you on the spot. I just received word that he reached this human, and now you will act as my advisor, but you will just be following my orders. Do I make myself clear?" Zerifa asked as she walked forward, getting bigger with each step until she had to crouch to stand, towering over Desmodeus.