"Did you know that you are only alive because of me?" Vigga runs her cold fingers over Colby's bare chest. Her touch makes his skin rise in goosebumps.
"How generous of you." He answers sarcastically.
"You should be more grateful, Col. Father really wants to kill you."
"Then, let us get it over with." Vigga frowns. She studies him for a moment.
"Are you sure?" She takes a few steps to stand only inches away from him. She presses her lips against his, but he does not respond to her kiss. Her eyes meet his cold gaze. His action infuriates her, so she bites his bottom lip until it bleeds. But he is still unresponsive. "Fine." She walks away and leans on the wall. "I will have you know that your warnings were futile, your princess still fell for the trap."
"Liar." Colby utters.
"She is too trusting, her maid was the one to give her the potion. She did not even question it."
"I don't believe you."
