The King's possesion
Chloe: (arms crossed, voice laced with mockery) "She looks like a frightened little rabbit. Tell me, Deamon, what exactly do you see in her?" Deamon: (slow, deliberate tone) "Careful, Chloe. Your jealousy is showing." Ava: (softly, gripping her dress nervously) "I... I don't want to cause trouble." Chloe: (laughs cold...