(Sin)
Returning to the throne room I was in a foul mood, why the hell was he with her, he had no reason to be. Merula, sensing my mood, walked toward me cautiously.
I looked at him and ordered, “Find Rook. I need to speak to him now.”
“Sire… there have been developments.” He mumbled, barely audible, as he fiddled with an object in his hands.
“What developments?” I asked as I stalked up to him.
“It seems your brother Lazarus has found his fated mate.” he reported as he held out a piece of paper towards me. Without looking at it, I ignited it and it burnt to nothing.
“Oh really? And where is this mate?” I asked, looking around.
“No one has met her yet; it seems he is in the process of figuring out how she will live here because she is human.”
If he thinks that my little flame is his mate, he is sorely mistaken.