“I am going out of ideas and time. I can’t waste any more time. I need to have her.” Dankein almost shouted but his tone was a whisper. He lost it when Silvan asked him about how was it going with Scarlet. Silvan wasn’t aware of why Dankein was here for Scarlet and what he wanted to do with her. But the way Dankein shouted; he presumed it be damn important as the king would never have left his kingdom for some petty matter.
“I can be of some help if you desire. Be confident and share it with me.” Silvan suggested. Dankein gave it a thought. He could no longer go back and do something. Although he had powers, every time he tried to use them for getting closer to Scarlet, something strong stopped him; something dark. He gave it a thought and agreed only because Silvan was the leader of Dark Souls.
“I need her skin,” Dankein announced looking in the other direction as if he had mentally peeled Scarlet just now. Reading his pained expressions, Silvan grinned,
