The other sibling would raise a brow at the slightest, though usher the gesture after a few seconds, and resort to transcending to that plain, unreadable stare on Samael instead.
Games. These were nothing but fouled words and games to the ‘trickster’ that was his younger sibling. But no matter how coy the other demon’s tone was, Lucifer would not fall victim to his playfully lustrous words.
”I fail to see any falsity.”
❝—Typical.❞
The topic was a dislikable subject even for Samael’s memory. He could vividly recall the system back in Gehenna; it was often assumed he was the one closest to Amaimon in the hierarchy of sibling relationships, though not in authority, but Assiah was since his place of residence and he had disregarded the regulations of the other kingdom. Why not test Lucifer’s patience with the youngers?
However, he’d not been with the Earth King during the twist of violent events. He was not — as the humans deem it — a ‘babysitter.’
❝So you deny you were there the night he was allowed to go off on his lonesome?Fascinating.❞
