The Demon
“Then I don’t have any more questions for you, Uncle. Oh, wait. I do have one. Tell me, when you ordered my mother’s torture, did you know that she was innocent?”
The look on his face said volumes. Anger flared inside of me.
“So you knew. Were you afraid that your father would make her the queen instead of you, scum?”
“You don’t have the right!” Rudolph jumped out of bed and stood up next to me, a disheveled giant of a man.
“I am the rightful king!”
“And you’ll become a rightful corpse.”
I wasn’t interested in anything else. My hand took on the demonic form, becoming longer, covered with thick scales...and my claws.
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