Demon Revelation: The Day of Fear

The Demon Apocalypse

Breandan and I entered Lochlann's tent and stopped in the middle, our fingers touching and our shoulders brushing.

With his eyes narrowed and his chest heaving, he paced in front of us. Finally, you're here, so I can start passing judgment. Did you get lost en route to this location?

Breandan remained silent.

The question was rhetorical, of course.

However, I had a response: "What do you mean, judgment?".

If you don't ask you, you won't speak.

In a whip-crack, Lochlann's voice broke.

After being told to shut up so rudely, it took me a moment to gather my composure. I am not one of your rebels, who to the gods do you think you are talking to. You can't talk to me in that way or order me around and expect me to comply.

He stopped pacing and carefully turned his gaze to my face and the fingers that were holding Breandans. I have sworn allegiance to my younger brother. You are a member of my court because of your attachment to him.

I responded by God it does. You have no right to interfer