The sarcasm appeared to be lost on the demon.
"Actually, she brings up a good point. Xirena, can you make yourself appear human?"
The demon snarled as if the very thought disgusted her. "Why would Xirena wish to do that?"
"So as not to cause a panic with the other humans," Alexion explained. "Simi does it all the time."
She looked horrified. "Her akri makes her appear as human? That is the worst torture. My poor simi to be so abused!"
"Not really. Simi enjoys it."
She covered her head with her hands as if she were in great pain. "What have you done to my simi?"
Alexion pulled one of her hands away and gave her a meaningful stare. "We have loved her as if she were the most precious thing ever born."
Xirena appeared even more baffled. Two seconds later, she looked like a beautiful blond woman.
Except for one thing.
"Uh," Danger said, pointing to the top of her head, "the horns need to go too."
They vanished immediately.
Xirena moved to the mirror to look at herself. She jumped back and curled her lip. "I look like the Atlantean bitch-goddess." She turned her hair black. "Better."
Danger stared at her. "Is it just me or does she look a lot like Acheron now?"
"Don't ask," Alexion said. "Xirena, I take it you were sent here to kill me?"
"Yes."
"Who sent you?"
She blew a strange-sounding raspberry. "The moron half-god Daimon, Strykerius. He said you were a servant, but you do not bear the mark of a servant on you. You bear the mark of royal family."
Alexion was surprised by that. Acheron had never explained the sign to him except to say that he had to bear it in order to live. "Really?"
"Did you not know?" the demon asked.
He shook his head.
Xirena sighed. "Humans, even those who are no more, are stupid."
He ignored her very Simi-like words. There was a lot more to her presence here and he wanted to understand it. "Why does Stryker want me dead?"
"I do not know. Does the reason matter? Dead is dead. Who cares why when what matters is avoiding it, yes?"
She had a really good point with that. "Why did you agree to kill me?"
Xirena drew herself up and gave him a harsh look. "I thought the cursed god had abused my sister. That he had harmed her or mistreated her. She was not old enough to be sent out. The bitch-goddess knew this and yet she took her from me, even while I fought her to keep my simi safe. My simi was barely more than an infant and unable to fend for herself. I have hated the goddess ever since for it."
Danger held up her hand to get their attention. "Just out of curiosity, is Acheron the cursed god?"
Alexion cringed.
"Yes," Xirena said before he could stop her.
"And the bitch-goddess?" Danger asked.