"Now, we are alone! Go ahead!" Ren threw her arms wide, her eyes blazing as she gestured to the emptiness around them.
Azrael chuckled, the sound was annoying, but he seemed unbothered. "Yes, we are, princess. I'm here to fix things between us. There is something you must be wary of."
Ren tilted her head, impatience was clear in her tone. "What could that be?"
"Believing you can deceive the God of Darkness and he wouldn't know."
She hadn't claimed he wouldn't find out. The Demon God would understand everything, sooner or later.
"So?" she asked coolly.
"Stop tormenting my brother for my father's will. Do whatever your heart wants and become decisive. He is waiting to see your heart turn dark, and you'll be the next Nimoieth. My father is still mad that his brother married Lillieth instead of rejecting her. He could ascend alongside him to become a demon God. He will play with you because you are the Fae King's granddaughter." Azrael clarified, keeping it brief.
