"Still not special when compared to you." Seth replied and let them talk.

Daemon frowned "So you have only heard the false story, let me tell you the real story." He walked behind her and pulled her against him using his tail while resting his neck on her shoulder "I was always compatible, The proof being the mark of Hell on my hand." He put his hand infront of her and the mark of hell was indeed there "My brother was jealous he would never reach the throne so he attacked me when I was at my weakest and claimed I had died." Daemon let go of her "He is a lair and is unworthy of sitting in my chair."