>>19836836Nikki resists an instinct to utter a sharp retort as The Queen demands her silence. Maybe, just maybe if she held her tongue, she might somehow get out of this with what she came for. But this woman’s condescending approach and her sharp, scolding tone really got under her skin. Maybe it was because it reminded Nikki of the way Cassie would often talk to her back home in Dublin. Though of course when Cassie did it, a number of expletives and a backhanded slap were usually involved.
Soon The Queen addresses Nikki again, offering her the chance to explain herself, but not without using the presence of Elyssa and Valari to issue a thinly veiled threat. And this time, Nikki fails to suppress her instincts. Her eyes flit from The Queen to the pair of guards, then back to The Queen again. She grins. “Say, your highness, didn’t you used to be a wrestler? I say ‘used to’ because I guess you must be retired if you need those two to keep little ‘ol me in check!”
“I mean, I got the supermodel looking one with the long hair to bring me to this place and sure, she did some kind of alarm thingy to get you here without me noticing, but what if I actually came here with ill intent toward you and that’s what I wanted, huh?” Nikki giggles. “And the cute one with the reddish hair? From the way she’s been looking at me, I think she’d much rather fuck than fight.”
Nikki takes a step forward toward The Queen. “So here’s the deal, your highness. I’m not trying to summon any demons or anything.”
