Fighting Fate
Then Bonolo, Dante, Rent and I lifted ben and began stumbling toward the exist.
"Thank you, my queen," Dante said, almost tripping under Ben's wait.
"Yes, yes, just leave. "
So we did. I glanced back at the queen, she sat on her throne, grinning as she had just won the lottery. Her skinny pale fingers flittered downward in a terrifying wave while her eyes smouldered.
My stomach dropped. The queen calling in favours became a daunting sickening concept. We had gained Ben, but I wondered what we would be losing.