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I clamped the second shield down, ready to swing at whoever came along. My opponent clawed at it, rammed into it, hacked at it, but my second shield was firmly in place and unbreakable.
Who are you, girl? a feminine voice asked, carrying seductive and persuasive power stronger than a siren’s.
She knew who I was, I was damn sure, but she needed confirmation. If I answered her truthfully, I’d give her power over me.
Huh? I offered, playing dumb.
Tell me who you are and where you are from, her voice commanded, carrying compulsion that was much stronger than Silas’s.
If you answer my question first and correctly, ma’am, I’ll tell you everything. I smirked, ignoring the headache her compulsion caused me.
Fire away, she said with a hint of humor.
What came first? The chicken or the egg? I asked eagerly.
What? I couldn’t see her, but I felt her frowning upon me. I had that effect on a lot of beings, especially superior beings.
Did the chicken come first, or the egg? I repeated slowly.
She sighed, then decided she no longer wanted to play nice as she hammered at my head. If I were a mortal, it would’ve cracked.
I started a heated debate about the egg and the chicken with myself, aiming to drag her down with boredom while I strengthened my mental shield.
“Let’s solve the chick and egg situation,” I called. “Some think it’s an impossible argument in a scenario of infinite regression. However, the truth is out there. Barbie A, you’re up.”
I shifted my voice to a high-pitched, girlie type. “The egg came first, since if there’d been no egg, there would’ve been no chicken. The first chicken was hatched from an egg.”
I changed my voice. “Barbie B, do you agree? Speak up.”
I gave Barbie B a low, husky voice. “There had to be a chicken first to lay an egg. I’m dying to know what the first chicken looked like. White? Black? Yellow? Brown? Or even green?”
The force pounded my second shield, yet it couldn’t get in, as I didn’t give an inch while looping my tiresome debate over and over, broadcasting on all frequencies to anyone who was willing to listen. I could do this not only for hours but months, nonstop, like the training I’d gone through as a child.
I didn’t even need to stab her. I’d bleed her with boredom until she was fucking bored to death.
“Humans think they evolved from monkeys.” I started a second round of my loop, as I had endless uncut material. Good thing I didn’t need to be original. “But the supernaturals laugh at that shit. Why are the apes and monkeys from the jungles still apes and monkeys? Should they visit their human cousins for a recipe?”
Not for a nanosecond did my thoughts drift to anything—not to my father, not to Sy, not to Killian—other than chickens and eggs.
“My, my, tell me,” I said, starting over. “Did the chicken come first, or did the egg?”
It might’ve been hours before the pressure in my mind eased, the probe withdrew, and my pounding headache lessened.
Sensing someone entering the hall, I slowly pried open my eyes.
A regal woman. An immortal. A queen.
Instantly, I knew who had just walked in.
The Queen of the Underworld, Killian’s betrothed.
Queen Lilith was a great beauty.
She looked only a couple of years older than me, but I knew she was at least centuries older. I was twenty going on twenty-one. She was almost as tall as Killian and had a ruthless air like him. I hated to admit it, but the two would look great together.
The queen’s golden hair, two shades darker than mine, flowed down to her slender ankles. While my face was pale gold, hers was creamy and radiant. She shone brighter than anyone on this planet, yet somehow, I knew that she couldn’t outshine me, and I didn’t even shine.
There was a lot of gossip and rumors about her. Mostly, they said the Queen of the Underworld came from a fallen star, one of the brightest before the fall, like Lucifer.
