‘Don’t forget who had you on your knees, Zinovia,’ Sevan said, taking a long sip of her drink.
Which I promptly snatched from her hand as soon as she lowered the glass from her mouth.
‘Don’t forget all the power I held too,’ I said to her, not once glancing away from her darkened stare, ‘The mess I made of you milaya...’ I trailed off, tilting my head as I openly analyzed her face, ‘It was pathetic really.’
Sevan smiled almost sadistically in response, ‘The mess you made of me?’ she repeated the words in full amusement, ‘I’m still standing.
