Honestly Marrick would rather do a million and one things instead of playing babysitter to the due he hated more than anything in the world but alas this was the order he had been given. ❝ So what if you sleep with him. I’ve been in his service since the day he saved my mother and i was born, long before even your father was born. ❞ And despite his many faults Marrick was loyal.
He knew the other had assumptions and to be honest Marrick didn’t give a shit for them. He had no idea why he was chosen but when the archangel gave him an order he didn’t ignore it. ❝ It ain’t happening mate, so just sit down and be a good boy. ❞
“You do know that ‘sit down and good boy’ doesn’t really go into the same sentence with me, right?” Honestly, all Ky wanted was to do what he wanted with no real limitations, and at the moment, that wasn’t happening, “’Course, you’re right. You’re older, stronger, and more than likely more loyal.”
Not that it truly mattered to him, Marrick could have been the right hand of Lucifer, and he still wouldn’t have changed his attitude towards him. “I just don’t care. ‘Cause, I have a good feeling that when the punches start coming? You’ll be down for the count and then i’ll find out what is up his ass.”