elmet. "What a charming surprise. Say hello to your father. He makes a fine mule. " He reached down to a blank-eyed old man and petted his head the way you might pet a dog.
"Ill kill you, Xero," Shrike said.
"You cant, child. Im already dead. " Xero pulled his helmet off. Spyder was surprised by what he saw. After all of Shrikes vitriol and the terrible dream theyd shared in the desert, he was expecting a brute. What he saw was a refined and strangely handsome face. It was long, with a wide forehead, bright eyes and the kind of nose his grandma would have called "noble. " Xeros smile was wide and toothy, giving him a elegantly feral look. It was no mystery why a younger, more nae Shrike would have fallen hard for the man.
"Ill burn your soul from existence," she said.
"Lucifer said the same thing and he hasnt managed it. What makes you think you can?"
"I hate you more than the devil does. "
Xero laughed. "That, I believe," he said. "Ill make you a proposal. Stay here with me in Hell and Ill release your father from his curse. Im going to win this war soon. I already control the outlands and am slowly strangling Lucifer. When I take his throne, Ill have more use for a bride than a broken-back nag," he said, pulling Shrikes fathers matted hair.
"I trusted you once and it destroyed my world. I wont trust you again. "
"Please reconsider. For both your sakes. Its a reasonable offer. When I have to make the offer again, the terms will diminish and theyll diminish each time I ask you, until you agree. "
"Ill cut my own throat first," said Shrike.
"Wonderful. Then youre guaranteed to end up back here
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