(Lazarus)
“Why would you make such a ridiculous deal?” Hellebore asked as I closed the door. How long had she been here?
I sighed, “You’re spying on me now?” I retorted before adding, “If we pushed her right now, she would reject us both, and I haven’t exactly made the best impression on her, mother.”
“You can say that again?” she sneered as she gestured to me, “Still haven’t got the witch to undo her spell, I see.” She stated as she watched me use the crutches to return to the bed.
“No… I’m using these for fun.” I lifted the crutches as she frowned at my sarcasm.
“You can’t even get a witch to do your bidding, how are you supposed to control demons?” She shook her head, disappointed. "Maybe I should've picked Rook."
“I told you once and a hundred times before. I don’t want to be King never have. It’s you who wants me in a place of power so you can make me into a puppet king.” I bit out angrily.