"You be good. Don't cause Mother any trouble, ok?"
Alice shook her head. A loose strand of her once golden hair slid across her cheek, the ends already darkening—black slowly eating into the gold. One eye burned red, the other still a bright yellow. Her body was still evolving, piece by piece, into something the Underworld would call its own.
She shifted her weight, the tip of her boot scraping the floor. Her head tilted, eyes catching his for a moment. Her fingers fussed with each other before she spoke. "Do you know… I can be cute and adorable too?"
Kael reached out and pinched her cheeks, his tone flat but carrying a hint of amusement. "Yes, you can. So… what does the little princess want?"
Her smile came quick, almost shy. "When you come back… bring me ice cream?"
"Pfff, that's it?" Kael lifted a brow and snapped his fingers.
