When The Sun Dies and Night is Calling
10-11-2013, 06:45 PM
Ah, the defenders of the new queen stepped forth immediately, like guard dogs coming to heel. A laugh ran through the serpent?s lips, paying her first attacker mind. ?That is implying that you could remove my tongue, lovely,? she crooned, gaze then flickering to an albino man who was far less than a stranger. ?You do not need a throne to have power. The puppet master does not sit upon a throne, does he? And yet he still pulls the strings,? she informed swiftly. She did have such authority, after all; look how quickly she could start a riot.
?I do not need a pack to do my bidding. In fact, my ability to rule without one proves I am more powerful than you, my dear King,? she told him, teasing him, pushing his buttons. She cared little for how he would react, as she was more than confident in her own capabilities.