The pain faded, and the bruise was almost gone. Seymour could now raise his arm and flex it. “Damn! That’s amazing.”
“I told you to hold still,” Sariel scolded. “It is more difficult to heal you when you wiggle.”
“My bad.” Seymour grinned sheepishly. “So, uh, do we need to tell Lou that some squonky thing is wearin’ his face?”
“Yes. I imagine themostriribelliare seeking to create chaos within the family. But seeing as how it is well-known that such monsters exist who can change their shape, it should not be difficult to exonerate Lou from whatever they are planning.”
“What do we do now then? Take the head to the twins?”
“Yes, we should?—”
“Oh, are we interrupting something?” Absolis purred.
“It looks as if we are,” crooned Vilanos.
The pair were poised at the doorway, one on either side. Vilanos wore a long structured gown made out of studdedleather, and Absolis had an outfit consisting of the same material as a vest, waist cincher, and pants. Black roses with sprigs of tiny white flowers accentuated their outfits.
As usual, they both looked absolutely gorgeous.
They were also staring at Seymour as if they wanted to peel off his skin.
Fuckers.
“Damn! Don’t y’all knock?” Seymour groaned. “Come on now.”
Absolis smiled sweetly. “We saw that you were successful. Perhaps not as subtle as we would have liked.”
“Not subtle at all,” Vilanos chimed in.
“But we do so appreciate a man who delivers.” Absolis snapped his fingers, and the chest appeared at his feet.
“It is warded.” Sariel turned so he was standing between the twins and Seymour. “Be careful.”
Absolis and Vilanos rolled their eyes.
“We’ll be fine,” Vilanos drawled.
“Just fine,” said Absolis.
“Hey, does this mean I’m done now?” Seymour asked, peeking around Sariel. “You guys got the head thing, so you’ll give Mr. Heiss whatever it is he wants?”
“Soon,” Vilanos replied. “We must wait for the king to finish his dance before requesting an audience.”
“Oh, how he loves to dance,” Absolis gushed. “He and Talos will dance for days and days on end.”
“It is quite a sight.”
“Yes, quite a sight indeed.”
“And we must not interrupt.”
“No, never.”
“Uh, was pretty sure this was, like, super important?” Seymour frowned. “They can’t take a lil’ break?”
“No,” the twins replied flatly.
“Okie dokie then. When exactly are you gonna do the thing?”
