Though she didn’t admit it, she hadn’t wanted the demon king to bring up Erebus. Not because she cared for him, at least not according to her. She was fascinated by him and wanted to learn more about him, spend more time with him, and figure out why exactly he had caught her interest so much. If she were being completely honest, she would admit that she had become hypnotized by him as much as he had been hypnotized by her.<br/><br/>But she was not the honest kind. The man who threatened her with fire and sexuality had taught her to shed those things long ago, and her willingness to submit to him in exchange for his power was what had made her so useful. “<b>I wouldn’t say he’s enamored...</b>” she tried to soften her master’s interest in him, but the flick of his snakelike tongue that scorched her lips told her he knew too much to let go of his demand. “<b>Your wish is my command, master,</b>” she succumbed with a bow of her head.<br/><br/>Nuzzling against his neck softly, she tried to control her breath and to not react to the heat that was overwhelming her senses. Within the past few minutes, her body was overheating, temperatures rising to remind her of the den of unbearable heat and terrors that he had shown her ages ago. She would not end up there, he had told her, for he believed that she would carry his will to the ends of the earth.