his mind and expose all of me for his sick pleasure. The sight of his sinister grin and obvious lust in his eyes, made me shiver and in all honesty, this time I threw up a little in my mouth.
“Yes, well I think he's going to get a lot more use out of your head when he tears it from your body and presents it to me as a trophy,” I replied with a sneer.
“But you have such faith that such a thing is even possible,” he said amused.
“Why not get him here and find out by fighting him for yourself, because isn't that what this is all about, some kind of revenge against him, and for what exactly?” I said, ending this as a question I wanted to know the most.
“Oh, I have my reasons, just like Dalene does, don't you, my dear?” Matthias said, as the witch came to stand by his side like a good little Red Riding Hood who worshipped the Wolf.
“As fun as this is, listening to your egotistical mind claim how great it all is, can we just skip to the part where you tell me what it is you want, because clearly, it isn't a fair fight between you and your brother,” I said again, trying to sound bored as it had worked on the witch.
“Oh, but you're wrong, for that fight is coming, my dear, make no mistake about that but before it does, I want to make Lucius know what it feels like to go through exactly the type of thing that I was put through,” Matthias said, partly answering my question but yet holding enough back. It also made me wonder if Lucius had discovered anything of his brother’s motives since I had been pulled back into the Temple.
“Yeah, and what's that?” I said, now keeping him talking and hoping he would give me more. Because it was like that age old saying went, knowledge was power and right now, it was all the power I had!
“To know what it's like when everything you ever had, that you were given and gifted, is then taken away from you. In short, I want back what was owed to me,” he said with a flash of annoyance, making his dark eyes glow for a few seconds.
“Which is?”
“Ah, but all in good time, my dear. No, first I want you to tell me where the Tartarus gate is,” he said, making me remember the first time he asked, when I was being held by the harpies and they were using Nero as bait against me.
“And why would I tell you that? I have no reason to, as it's not as if you have anything to hold over me anymore and I don't see any bait hanging around,” I said sarcastically, reminding him of the time that he had Nero hanging over a well and threatened to drop her to her death and drown her. But then he grinned as if he was counting on this very thing, and just like it always did, a bad feeling shivered its way up my spine. Because Matthias hadn’t got this far by not planning for every eventuality. As it seemed as if he was always one step ahead of us, in every direction, and had been ever since we came into Hell.
“You know, I could torture you, chain you up and use you. I could have you beg me for mercy, all of which, as you should know, my dear, I would enjoy immensely,” he said, now getting closer to me, and I tried to stand my ground and not let his presence, or his sickening words intimidate me.
“Oh, but to take just a taste of what you gave my brother on a regular basis, how I would enjoy seeing his face when he realised that his precious Chosen One had been tainted by the hands of another son of the Devil,” Matthias said, and as much as I hated to give him the satisfaction, I couldn't help but react from the revulsion his words enticed in me. Of course, if such a thing were to happen, I would probably die fighting him. Anything rather than give myself to him freely, despite knowing that I wouldn’t come out of the ordeal unscathed on the other side.
“But quite frankly, I don't really have the time. Now, once this is all over with, then I intend on making you my Queen and fucking you until you beg me