"You make her right." "Is that your trade, mortal? You want the life of your girlfriend for returning to me what is rightfully mine?" She straightened her back and as she crossed her arms over her chest. She grew in size until she was taller than any of her guests. "Is that your trade?" Mike glanced over at Sam. "You never intended to keep a promise, did you? You are indeed the Mad Queen. A liar and a thief." "Me? A thief?" "You stole what wasn't yours, Maab. My daughter was never yours to take. Just like this mantle was never yours." Maab leaned forward. "She was a Sentinel. And I claim Sentinels." She pointed at Sam. "I claim her! And that mantle is mine!" "You can't have her. Where is my daughter?" "Is that your trade? To see where she is and not have her back?" Maab's gaze flickered over to the Sam statue. "Or do you want to rescue your friend before the transformation is final and she dies?" "How do I know they're both alive?" Mike removed the safety. "You give me Brendi or I will put a hole through your skull." When Maab looked back to Mike, her gaze slid to me.
