The demon lord was raising his cane, his horns unfurling and his claws and fangs making their dramatic appearance. “You called?” Charlene said nonchalantly, plonking herself onto the sofa in front of the fireplace. “No need to yank my leash. You called, I came, you conquered. No need to get all your hardware out.” She indicated his horns and descending fangs. They don't scare me. Not anymore. She yawned loudly and made a show of stretching out her legs and lacing her fingers behind her head. Kron lowered his cane, and his smiling, human facade gradually rippled back into place. “You're cutting it real close, Charlene. Just one second later, and you'll be flailing and screaming your way to me, instead of strolling in here and sitting pretty on my sofa.” His smile was thin and threatening. Charlene massaged her temples. “I was working the whole night. You instructed me to work the vampire, remember? I was doing exactly that. It's exhausting!” She looked up with a huff.
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