Chapter 40

[1750 B.C.]Asmodeus's POV

He was sneaking out of her room again and then another. It was comical to see the king sneaking in to watch my sweet child sleep.

Calisto had become something like a dumb teenager - not that at some point he was exactly smart.

"Come on, tell the truth."

The demon in my mind mocked.

"What did he do to you? Am? Did he steal any of your lovers while you were distracted by some bright light?" That was an outrage "or do you just hate it for free? Em? I’m right? Wasn’t the mistress? Which one? Am? The redhead? He looks like he likes redheads. The girl you see every night is kind of a redhead..., but... I don’t know, maybe he likes blondes? There was a blonde, wasn’t there? What was her name?"

I snitched.

"Have you forgotten how much fun it is to be alone in a room with me?" I snored "I can remind you if you don’t shut your evil little mouth."

That wasn’t a double-entendre suggestion. I was ready to torture that bast