5. Patience
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Amelia startled upon seeing the demon king lurking in the shadows of the room she had been laying in. She contemplated what to tell him for a while before asking him a question that was as good as any, “Why am I here?”
“Why, to take your rightful place of course,” came the husky drawl.
“I don’t know what to tell you,” she worried her bottom lip nervously. “I’m not who you think I am. I’m just…”
“Human?” He had the knack to finish her sentences for her. And it was starting to get on her nerves.
“Could you stop that?” She gritted her teeth, her eyebrows knitted in a frown.
He had the nerve to smirk unrepentantly at her. “Stop what?”
“Now you’re playing dumb?” She taunted, rolling her eyes.
“I’m anything but dumb, sweetheart,” came the lazy and impossibly cold drawl. “I’d advise you to keep your pouty mouth from sprouting nonsense.”
The threat was there, definitely. But she paid it no mind.
“Or what?” She challenged.
“Do not test my patience. You are completely clueless to the world. You do not know what I could do to you,” he said, unaffected.
“If you had wanted me dead, I would be already.” She was putting up a front and she knew it, but she couldn’t help herself. She needed the façade to remain sane.
“Oh honey, aren’t you aware that there is so much more than just death?”
“Are you threatening me?” Her vision blurred with tears.
“If that’s what’s needed for you to behave, then yes.”
And with that he left, allowing her time to digest it all, to adapt to the new situation, and quite possibly to her new life.
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