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Callister let out a contemptuous snort and revealed his hand before tossing down his cards. He shoved all but one of the gold poker chips to Ransom’s side of the table. He’d lost the game, but he didn’t seem too upset. It was almost like he was expecting to lose all along.
“Alright,” I sighed. “I understand why you wouldn’t want Chess and Hatter to know where I am, but then why bring me here? Why not take me to the White Queen so I can start learning how to use the Vorpal Sword?”
“Now why the fuck would I bring you to the very first place everyone will look for you?” Callister replied. He tapped his temple and glared at me. “Use your fucking brain, Alice! I know you have one!”
I swallowed hard, feeling like a total moron.
Ransom turned to face me, studying my bunny mask, my hair, my body, yet revealing nothing about his assessment. I found myself praying that he didn’t think I was a complete idiot.
“Perhaps Callister realized that you need a king to protect you, not a perpetually drunk fae on the brink of insanity and a Cheshire Cat demon whose power drains away every time he drains his balls in you.”
I glanced away, trying to think of a way to deny the accusations.
“Don’t bother lying to me, Alice. I can smell him all over you. I can smell both of them. It’s perfectly fine if you want to fuck the Cheshire Cat and the Mad Hatter. I’m sure that your cunt was the only thing that made Hatter lucid enough to remember where he hid the Vorpal Sword.” He gave the blade at his hip a little pat of safekeeping.
I briefly considered explaining it was actually myassthat brought Hatter back to sanity, but it didn’t seem like the right time.
“Good job fucking him well enough to find the only weapon that can kill the Jabberwocky,” Ransom said as he and Callister rose from their seats. He gave my leash a little tug, and I slowly got up with them as the king showed the grumpy caterpillar to the door.
“Now Chess, on the other hand, would’ve gotten himself killed if we hadn’t taken your pussy away from that cat,” Ransom went on. “Not all demons are created alike.”
“Does Chess really lose all his powers when he has sex?” I asked. My mind was still reeling from the thought that I might’ve put my attentive, thoughtful Cheshire Cat in danger.
Callister and Ransom both nodded.
“I know you saw it happen firsthand,” said Callister as Ransom unlocked the door. “And you know I’m right.”
We stepped into a long black hallway, lit only by torches mounted to the walls. I had no idea where we were headed, but my wrists were bound and I was wearing a leash.
I went where I was told.
“Stay here,” Ransom said to me. “I’ll be right back.”
A metal claw reached out of the wall and made a fist around the handle of my leash. Then Ransom disappeared.
Speaking of things disappearing, some of the loathing towards me had disappeared from Callister’s face. He was back to being a tattooed bad boy with a bright teal pompadour. I still didn’t like him, but I hated him less now than I did five minutes ago.
He actually cared about his friends.
Still, something wasn’t quite adding up.
“Hey, Callister? If I wasn’t safe with a demon, why did you bring me to another one?”
Callister gave an unconcerned shrug.
“It’s like Ransom said earlier...not all demons are created alike. Chess is a Cheshire Cat. Ransom is an incubus.”
I rolled my eyes at him.
“Yeah, I didn’t exactly study the different categories of demons when I was in school. What’s an incubus?”
Callister stifled a laugh. His eyes crinkled at the corners, and for the first time since I’d met him, I saw a smile spread across his face.
It was genuine.
I never said it was sweet.
“C’mon, Callister,” I whined while tugging feebly at the leash. The claw holding the other end wasn’t going to let go. “What’s an incubus?”
