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I hang up the phone, setting it on the counter. “The sweet smell of flowers is right here. Magic… Maybe a witch or mage.”
He moves into the bathroom and inhales.
Asura can’t smell like I can.
“Seems too weak to be a mage… You think someone stole her medicine?”
I nod.
“Why?”
Shrugging, I twirl to the mirror. “Why else? Someone might know.”
The devil’s eyes darken. “How?”
“Ask your daughter. Maybe she told that hot hellhound, or maybe Khazon told his ugly ass girlfriend.”
“Circe, let Asura have her spot back.”
My eyes move to him in the mirror and a smirk runs across my lip. “Your daughter is weak. Do you really think you can stop me from taking the throne from—”
“Stop it!” he snaps.
I whirl around. “She’s weak. She’s human. She’s—”
He grabs my face and presses his palm into my mouth. I feel the heat of Hell crossing my face. “I told you to shut the fuck up.”
I blink at him, feeling his magic starting to weaken me. I might not be as strong as the Devil, but I know he hates using magic on his precious heir. I pull back, huffing. “My deal with you is dwindling.”
“She’s not ready for the throne yet.”
“You and I both know it will happen.” My eyelids grow heavy. “Sooner than later, right, Dad? When are they coming?”
“I don’t know. I need her to be stronger. I can’t…” His eyes softs looking down at me. “I need her to be stronger. Help her.”
I shrug. “No. I can’t even if I wanted to. I’m always drugged into silence. Scared I’m going to tell her the truth about the deal?”
He nods. “You can’t shut up to save your life. Unless you are asleep.”
My eyes close as his voice grows further and further away as his magic completely takes over. Fuck him and his stupid sleeping magic.
