"I can't believe you were going to let us rot in that cell for your own amusement, Sky."

She shrugs.

"It's not my fault you're both stupid."

Lee glares at her, narrowing his eyes.

"It's not my fault we were stuck there in the first pla - "

"I'm the prince," Daemon shouts .

Skylar turns to face him, eyes wide with shock.

"What?"

Daemon bites his lip.

"They're after us because I'm the pri - "

"Why didn't the scroll say anything about that?" Lee interrupts, glaring at him.

"It's just a guide to summoning me, not my life story."

Skylar raises an eyebrow.

"I seem to recall there being at least ten paragraphs about the 'delicious contours' of your 'rippling abdominals'."

The demon blushes, scratching his neck.

"Really?" he mutters, voice at least an octave higher than usual, "I mean, maybe you read it wrong."

"You wrote it yourself, didn't you?"

"I - "

Skylar laughs.

"Oh my God, you did."

"That's not - "

Lee cackles, reaching down and pulling the scroll out of his boot.

Daemon cringes.

"Lee, that's disgusting. You actually stuffed your boot with my summoning scro - "

"Hush, demon."

The boy clears his throat, dramatically unfurling the parchment.

Daemon clicks his fingers, smirking as the scroll ignites, burning to a pile of ashes which he carelessly blows away.

"Well," he says, "now that that's taken care of, shall we be off?"