Chapter 75: The Snake That Refused to Leave
Chapter 75: The Snake That Refused to Leave
Elyn’s POV
It’s been two days since I saw the snack—or sweet—thief, also known as a Syrenthis, which is a snake, but also known as Azerion.
Now you’d think I was used to things by now. You’d think things were back to normal and that I’d gotten rid of the demon who had been stealing my snacks—but nope. That didn’t happen.
I mean, I tried to make him leave after finding out he was stealing my snacks. I told him he could go back to his family and told Marrok to drop him off at his home.
Although I was corrected and told that they live in a nest.
But anyway, back to what I was saying—Marrok assured me that he had placed Azerion back in his nest, and he also told me that he doubted the snake hatchling would stay in the nest since it was attached to me.
But did I listen? No. Not at all.
And perhaps that’s what came back to bite me in the butt, because it’s been two days and Azerion refuses to leave my side.
He’s always asking for sweets and snacks, and at every point my snack box goes missing—especially if I’m not paying attention.
It’s gotten to the point where I have to hide from him now.
I know he looks cute—not considering that he’s a huge snake and all—his human form looks so cute, and sometimes I just want to squish his chubby cheeks and place a kiss on them.
And then I remind myself that he’s a snake and he could kill me too if he wanted to.
But anyway, it’s because of this that we’re currently in the office, with Zorathys sitting on the chair, yawning loudly.
Yes, I had woken him up from his slumber. And yes, he grumbled a lot because I made him come to the office.
"What am I doing here?" he asked, his eyes in that permanent sleepy expression that just made him look more handsome... Gah!
"Do you notice anything different?" I asked him with a raised eyebrow, and he nodded.
"Really?" I asked with a smile.
I should have known he wasn’t being serious.
"What do you notice?" I asked him, hoping that it was the young snake-boy clutching my gown like his life depended on it while he ate a sweet—yes, I caved in and had Rin ask Kethra for some.
"That I’m in the office when it’s barely dawn, when I’m supposed to be in bed," he grumbled out.
"Are you trying to put me to work again?" he asked me. "We worked some days ago and I’m still tired from how much work you put me through. I’m not sure I can do anything like that again."
I rolled my eyes at him. I’m sure if laziness had a definition, Zorathys’s picture would be right next to it, smiling widely, because he absolutely embodied it.
"There’s someone else in the room. Do you not notice that?" I asked him.
He did a bad job of taking a look around the room. A really bad job, because he just moved his head left and right. He didn’t even turn properly—it was just a simple tilt—and then he shook his head.
I watched as he stood up. "If that’s all, can I g—"
"Sit down!" I growled at him, and he immediately sat down.
"I asked you a question," I told him.
"I don’t see people I’ve not seen before," he grumbled out. "I don’t see anything strange at all."
I gave him a look. "So you don’t see the boy clinging to my dress while eating a sweet?" I asked him.
Zorathys gave Azerion a look, then looked back at me. "So?"
"So?" I asked, my eyes wide in disbelief. "Did you just say so?"
The others in the room started making their way to the door. And yes, it was the usual group—Rin, Morthen, and Vaelory. Naviel and Ignivar weren’t in the office because apparently today was supposedly an off day for Zorathys, which makes it an off day for them too.
They only get three off days in a year, while Zorathys gets the full year off, because there is no way I’m convinced that this demon of a husband even works at all.
That’s beside the point, though.
I fixed the other three with a glare as they moved toward the door. I was so fed up with everyone being scared of me and claiming that I was more scary than the ruby-eyed, handsome demon king in front of me.
They immediately stopped, and Rin—oh so conveniently—turned into a raven.
I ignored her and turned back to Zorathys.
"I don’t see what the issue is," he told me calmly.
"Well, I’ll tell you what it is, because you seem to be so blind about it. There’s a Syrenthis hatchling attached to me. It refuses to leave me no matter what I do, and you’re telling me that after all that, the only thing you have to say is ’so’?" I asked him.
He gave Azerion a look, then yawned—but when he saw the look on my face, he stopped and cleared his throat, rubbing at his eyes sleepily instead.
"I already knew the Syrenthis demon was attached to you," he told me.
I paused.
Wait a minute.
I did a double take.
"Did you just say you already knew?" I asked him.
"There’s no way I wouldn’t have known that a Syrenthis was in the castle," he told me. "And when he didn’t come to me, I knew he would go to you."
"And why did you think it would go to me?" I asked him.
"You scawy," Azerion said with a bright smile, and Zorathys nodded in approval, his earrings moving with the motion.
"I am not scary. Can you all just stop claiming I am?" I asked them.
"But you are. That why I like you," Azerion told me.
I ignored him and turned to Zorathys.
"How do I get rid of him?"