Santa let the glass fall to the ground and shatter, then he watched as the queen scrambled awkwardly trying to catch it.
"Rise. " He growled, pulling at her hair.
She got up, glaring at him; mumbling incoherently in anger.
"Soon, you shall know who your master is." He said and pushed her forward.
She led him to her wealth with Noel following closely behind them.
"I shall have to kill you first to properly harness your powers." He stated simply and watched the resigned look on the Tooth Fairy Queen's face.
"But not today, let us leave." Santa Claus said, holding onto the Tooth Fairy Queen.
He would have time to explore her lair later but for now he had to get back to his workshop.
