"To think we would have been meeting again so soon", Invidia said, lifting a small glass of tea to her lips and taking a sip.
Around a small coffee table, two couches were settled opposite each other. On one, Invidia and Hellkela sat, both wearing typical clothing. On the other, Milo and Edmund sat with their arms crossed and a furious look on their faces.
"Not long enough", Edmund replied, rolling his eyes.
Milo leant forward slightly, "So, what do you want from us?".
For some reason, as soon as he had met Hellkela, Milo had been whisked away by them to the demons camp. Mainly a small private room that Invidia had prepared for situation such as these. The worst part about all of it was how lax Invidia was, as if she already knew that at some point, Milo and Edmund would both be forced to come here.
"Now, let's not act with haste", Invidia replied, settling down her small cup atop a patch of stone.
