"You are high and mighty to everyone else, but to me, you are still that frail child I met. The same child who saved my life." Ashton spoke slowly and smiled at the end.
Cyrus, who was still rubbing his cheek, let out a deep sigh. "I will be fine. I promise." He told the demon, who scoffed.
"Rhaziel mind linked me again."
"Tell that brute to go to hell!" Cyrus snapped.
"Literally?"
"Yes." Cyrus growled and chewed his lower lip. "We have a lot to do." He added with a deep sigh.
"And are you going to include your arrogant parrot in them?" Ashton inquired, teasingly.
"She was declared queen by the mages, and they wish to rebuild their kingdom." Cyrus provided information in a straightforward manner.
Ashton's eyes widened. "Isn't she already queen? Fuck! Rebuilding a kingdom can take centuries."
"At the very least, it will keep her occupied for a while." Cyrus muttered.
