Just as she anticipated, his red eyes blazed with an unquenchable fury.
But her smile never ceased, nor did she try to conceal it.
It was apparent and wide on her face.
"You dare mention her name?!" He bellowed in anger. His uproar reverberated through the walls of her coven.
Yet still, she said nothing but watched him tauntingly. No single trace of fear on her face, or even apprehension from what he might do in his anger-clouded state.
Elphaba didn't say anything but watch his glare at her.
Servyn seethed in rage.
Truth be told, he had thought of it numerous times. But he didn't want to consider his mother a Liar, no!
And Elphaba, making mention of it, did nothing but worsen his anger, therefore fueling the doubts that had been sprouting like grass.
His breath grew heavy as he fought to hold in his inner Demons. It would be a wrong time for him to lose control here.
