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#71
The woods are dark—pitch black against the thick shadows of the night. That’s fine, though. Perfect, even. That’s how they both like it.
“I know you’re there, Fangs,” she says to the darkness. “My eyesight’s a lot better than you give it credit for.”
The darkness tuts disappointedly as it shifts under the other’s command. “You planning to maul me?”
“Long as you don’t bite me.”
The man rolls his eyes at her as he steps out from the darkness. “Sunrise is in two hours, Tails,“ he informs her lazily, “and I have things to do. What did you want?”
“To work together.”
His face scrunches up like he’s disgusted. “I like my drinks in a glass, so to speak, and not from a puddle off the ground. Thank you for the offer, though.”
“God, considering you’re hundreds of years old you’re dumb as bricks,” the woman says, much to the other’s blatant offence. “I’m suggesting we address the elephant in the room. You always fancied the taste of the rich, didn’t you?”
The man’s gaze snaps to her, intrigued. “I did,” he says shortly.
She smiles victoriously. She already has him. “I could get you a few drops if you help me tear the bitch down.”
The man tilts his head to the side, his tongue running over his lip thoughtfully. There’s a dull glint of fangs in the moonlight. She can’t help but stare a little enviously—her own teeth are ten times the size of his and a lot less precious about what they’re ripping into.
“Who?”
“The Lady.”
The thoughtfulness freezes. “The dragon?” he says, his voice laden with disbelief. He can only grimace when she nods. “Tails, that’s a death sentence.”
“You’re already dead.”
“You’re not.”
She scowls. “Do you want the taste of dragon blood or not?”
“What’s in it for you?”
“She dies,” the woman says with a shrug, “and I get to wreck her shit.”
There’s a pause in which the man is clearly weighing up his options. “I hear she smuggles jewels in through a secret side door in her tower,” he says eventually, much to the woman’s glee. “Meet me here tomorrow evening. I imagine we can catch her undefended.”
She nods quickly. “Sounds good, Fangs.” She grins, her teeth making it look more like a snarl. The man opposite her is unfazed. “I look forward to working with you.”
He smiles, though it looks more like he’s trying to hold back a laugh. “I can see that.”
“What's that meant to mean?”
“Your tail’s wagging.”
“You—” She glances behind her at the traitor. “I’ll throw you into the sunrise.”
The man laughs, the sound like that of church bells clanging. “You don’t have that kind of power during the day. I’ll see you tomorrow night, Tails.”
And like that he’s gone, swallowed eagerly the gloom.
Get ready, Lady. She stares into the darkness after him, flexing her claws testily. It’s not everyday your nightmares come for you.
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