𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 ✦︎ PYTHOR X ASPHEERA STORY

Chapter 3

- So I'm right. Look, you may not like me but we're going to... anyway, work together for the sake of the Crystal King. You can't avoid me forever unless.... You will be the one I will command and you, you will execute my orders. - He said with satisfaction in his voice.

Momentarily my veins boiled. Who does this snake think he is!? No one will command me! I looked at him furiously.

- You would like, you fool! No one will command me, Aspheera, Empress of the Serpentine! And especially not those, who have fallen and have now become a measly scrap of what's left of a powerful tribe like yours! Anacondrai. - I hissed.

Snake's face at my words became grim and he looked at me in annoyance. He let out a loud scoff. - Well, at least I wasn't the one who let myself be humiliated and tricked like a child by those smarter than myself!

I clenched my hands tightly into fists, I was ready to kill that snake. - Well, at least it wasn't someone related to me. It wasn't my brother, who was ready to kill his own brother for cruelly betraying him! Like a pathetic deceiver.

Pythor stopped completely at this and a sour expression of guilt mixed with pain appeared on his face. He still tried to defend himself somehow, but in the end he said nothing. I smiled with satisfaction. I'm still in form.

- Just stop it, Chumsworth. No one can match me, not even you. - I hissed with my head held high, still following the others toward the rooms. - Because you. You are a foolish, fool.

Immediately I saw, as I saw him, that he was the good snake like his pathetic brother with whom I was given to fight. As weak as he was.... However, there was one advantage in him. I shook my head at that thought.

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Harumi called us into the council meeting room again. I took my usual seat next to Vangelis and stretched out in the chair. Pythor slowly came in with a grim expression on his face and this time he didn't look at me.

- Ohh... The poor snake is offended? - I sneered with fake sweetness in my voice. Pythor's eyebrows furrowed immediately and he looked deadpan at me.

- Don't speak to me in such an insolent tone, you filthy witch. - He hissed at me with venom. He straightened up and was looking at me with superiority. My eyes opened in surprise.

Vangelis hummed with satisfaction. - I can smell the drama. Spill, what was it about? - He asked with interest.