The Demon
“Have you gone mad? It’s night! And...”
Judging by his face, some sort of thinking process was taking place beneath his golden curls.
“How did you get here?”
“I just came in.”
“What about the guards? How did they let you in?”
“They didn’t,” I said, shrugging.
The dark snake coiled around my feet, snuggling up to me like a playful kitten, but Rudolph couldn’t see it.
Was that strange? Not really.
See, he had never truly been crowned. The babble in the temple doesn’t count. He wasn’t the king, just a usurper, and he couldn’t see much.
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