"What the hell!?"
Devi burst out in rage as she shot up from her seat, the demoness had heard nothing more ridiculous than that. How could she believe that bullshit? However it stunned her that upon hearing those words Zoravec froze again. He stood in front of Hecate completely unmoved as he simply stared at her in disbelief.
The demoness felt the need to help him figure out the situation. Since she wanted Zoravec as her host then she had to protect his sanity too. Zoravec had to be in a strong and sane physical and emotional and psychological aspect. Respectively of course. Devi placed the ice cream bucket on the table and crossed her arms.
"Wait, so you are saying that you wanted revenge on that count or whomever that person was…and in order to do that you fucking stole his son right from the crib!?"
Devi had no clue what Hecate meant by all that story because there were no barons, counts or whatsoever she had been talking about.
"I am not talking to you, you vile demoness."
