Hello, my Freaky Darlings!
So … How are you doing? Are you reading anything interesting? I’m busy reading The Black Angel by John Connolly. Now that man can write!
Anyway … If you’ve missed any of the previous episodes of The Veil you can catch up here.
I hope you’re all looking forward to the next instalment of The Veil because here it is.
The rain stopped as suddenly as it started, and the rivers were soaked up by the desert sands like a sponge, leaving not a clue that there’d been any water to speak of. Bael stared bleary-eyed into the darkness, that was the void. A rustle of fabric behind him caused his heart rate to jump. That distinctive sound could only belong to one Demon. The most powerful of all. The mother of all demons – Lilith.
“So that’s what happened to him,” Her voice was soft and gentle. It belied her true character. “I send him here to make sure you don’t do anything stupid, and he ends up dead drunk.”
He didn’t turn around but knew She was referring to Gäap, who had passed out on the chez lounge. He couldn’t hold his liquor. Which for a demon was somewhat surprising, it also explained why he never drank with the rest of them.
“Turning your back on your Queen is not only considered bad manners, but also incredibly ill-advised.” Her voice remained gentle.
“My apologies Most High One. I am but a servant.” In one movement he turned around and bowed, almost falling flat on his face.
“Perhaps you should sober up. I’ve devised some interesting techniques to alert the minds of my subjects. I’d be happy to demonstrate them on you.” Her smile was sweet and sincere, her meaning was anything but. It would be a painful demonstration. The thought alone of what she would do to him was sobering. Fear drove the alcohol from his veins.
“No demonstration will be necessary,” he said, with another deep bow.
“Pity,” she said, flicking her long ash blonde hair over her shoulder. “I was looking forward to seeing the results. Maybe I’ll try them on Gäap.”
“I’m sure he’d be happy to oblige you, Most Exalted One. He lives to serve his Queen, as we all do.” A smile threatened at the corners of his mouth.
“Yes, I’m sure you do Bael. Oh well, send him to me when he wakes up.” The fabric of her long gown rustled again as she sashayed out the room. Bael bowed. He was tempted to pour another drink, but a look in Gäap’s direction stopped him. He needed to keep his wits about him. Losing one of his heads and sundry body parts was not an option. Not again.
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