"If I was really your favourite, like you always claim… you'll stop leaving this little monster in my care. She's going to be the end of me one day" Skarn muttered irritatedly even though his scaled body trembled in fear. His beady eyes stared at his master curious to know what he'd do next. He was really unpredictable, making sure to always keep him on his toes.
"She's a child, Skarn." His master stated flatly. "You're a centuries old demon. How hard is it to take care of one little girl?"
"She always acts sweet when you're here but believe me… she's a monster in disguise"
His master ignored him, walking past him,his dark cloak floating with the wind as he walked. Skarn cowered, taking a few steps to keep a distance between them. It felt as though his master was trying to suffocate him with his mere presence alone. Without another glance at Skarn,his deep voice rolled like thunder.
"Lyanna."
The child froze at first, but that didn't sound like Skarn so it had to be…
