"The Demon Sovereign stands above all living things. Of course there are shameless little foxes like this mortal crawling around, dreaming of climbing into his bed. My lady, we should make an example of her today. Kill the chicken to warn the monkeys, and crush those delusions once and for all."
"That's right. Let every shameless wretch out there know that the Demon Sovereign's woman is not a title just anyone can claim."
Every one of them spoke with razor-edged malice, their eyes burning with a hatred so sharp it seemed they wanted to tear me apart where I lay.
I kept my expression grave. "You should go ask the Demon Sovereign himself who I am."
Seraphina lifted her chin, contempt dripping from every pore.
"You, a common mortal who snuck into the Abyssal Palace, think you're worthy of me inquiring about your identity?"
"I am the one closest to the Demon Sovereign's heart. I am the Celestial Emperor's most treasured daughter. What are you? You think your status could ever compare to mine?"
She let her gaze drift across the darkened hall, and her voice turned soft, almost idle.
"This Abyssal Palace is far too gloomy. It could use a splash of red."