Not long after Riley's arrival at the minotaur dungeon, Margarette and her were soundly resting in a luxurious room. Away from the hustle and bustle of the inner workings of the dungeon, they were tucked away in a corner where not even the slightest hint of screams could carry.
'Wake up.' Ordered the hell prince and Riley's eyes opened wide.
Quickly slipping out of Margarette's arms, Riley glanced up at her stepmother still laying in bed with her mind fired by the parasite. The journey here had been cruel to her conscience, yet with the hellspawn rewiring her brain itself she no longer had a clue who exactly she was looking at.
"Go…" Getting off the bed, she held a finger directed at Margarette's forehead, and the same parasite crawled out of her ears and slowly slithered it's way to the new host it needed to corrupt.
