Music played in the background, hiding Sabrina's deep breaths. Only a few candles lit up the room, setting up the atmosphere for Her soul's short trip to Hell. A typical occurrence within the walls of the coven's house.
Her eyes finally opened, their red brighter than usual. My ears perked up in curiosity, —How was it? —
She sighed, standing up. —The kingdom is a mess, as usual. Daddy dearest doesn't want to listen to me. —with a flick of Her wrist, all of the candles went out, —The fall of Hell is imminent and the king does nothing but listen to demons. Pathetic. —
Even in the darkness, I could see Her leave the room. I ran, trying to keep up with her. —I am sure you will fix everything when you become the queen. —
—Yeah, whatever. —She scoffed, —You only say those things to please me; you want to stay as my heir. I like your ambition, Kid. —
I shook my head, —No, that is not the reason. —
—It should be. If you don't take the throne after me, someone else will. Someone who thinks differently from us, most probably... —suddenly, She turned to face me, Her blonde hair almost hitting my face. Her eyes drilled into mine, —You also believe in making Hell a mighty kingdom, right? —
Confused, I nodded.
—Good. You and I are not so different. —She started walking away, again, —You have to attend your classes now. Be a good kid and fuck shit up. —
Her silhouette disappeared with Her aura, leaving me all alone in the hall.