Seduction sat on her throne of black crystal in the grand hall of the floating palace. She was bored.
The quiet hum of the city's formations was a constant, unchanging sound. Below her in the main hall, Sera was playing.
The child was amusing for a time. She ran around the vast hall, her small form shifting and changing.
One moment she was a tiny, grey version of an Ashen Vindicator, marching with stiff, serious steps.
The next, she was a small, glittering Crystal Ant, skittering across the floor. She had consumed the biomass of the creatures her father had killed, and now she was practising their forms.
It was a cute display of her growing power. But even cuteness became boring after a while.
Seduction's thoughts drifted away from the playing child, looking out through the massive crystal windows at the mortal world below.
She wondered what her husband was doing. Had he finished his hunt yet? Had he killed the little blood demon?
