goddess bound

  Nobody likes cheaters; but her expression’s   stuck somewhere between amusement and   disbelief of such childish behaviour. Because,   no— you can’t simply pretend to be right when   you’re not. Games have rules, one needs to   follow these rules. Lilith never makes any kind   of exceptions.

Is that a challenge she hears? Excitement boils in the woman's belly at the very thought of being given another riddle to decode  and examine; to finally put her many years of experience to the  test.

                         ♔—                          She laughs loudly, her arms crossed tightly over her chest                          as she quickly looked over the blonde in front of her.

"I think we both know the likelihood of that happening is slim,"

                         ♔—                ”Ha, it’s funny that you even think I care.                      Maybe, you should take that terrible, split end covered head of yours              and get the fuck out, also don’t you ever dare tell me what to do.”

                         ♔—                ”Did you really think that outfit was a good idea this morning?”

       "....... Right.       Okay, here's what's going to happen.   I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that————              and you're going to think up a new conversation starter.      ——preferably one including a compliment.

       “I like the way you think, love—”

    Although incorrect, Kezia refuses to allow the wave      of disappointment to snuff the light in her eyes, her     face lifting with such a manner that exhibits conviction.

   "Wait, don't tell me————"                     a finger rises as if to request a                     few more moments to decode                     the riddle, eyes painted with child-                     like determination casting downward.