Interrogation

Lucinda’s POV

I gulped as I stared at him.

"Maybe you were just hallucinating," I muttered. He turned to look at me.

"How did you carry me home?" He asked bluntly, what is wrong with Ralph? Is he doubting me or something? I narrowed my eyes on him.

"I carried you with the help of Medusa." I replied as I got up from the bed.

"Hmm." He muttered, stroking his chin. Doesn’t he trust me anymore? I feel bad lying to him. He knows nothing about me, that I am a demon and not a human, and I am risking my life to be with him? What will he do if he finds out?.

He got up from the bed and was trying to walk to me when he stumbled over Queen Luna and attempted to fall when I caught his hand and we both fell on the bed. I was on top of him, staring into his eyes. My heart was beating rapidly, and my body was reacting to his touch. I was getting goosebumps just staring at him. How can a man be this handsome? He screwed up his face.

"What is she doing in your house?" he asked bluntly. What excuse am I going to give him now? I thought to myself as he pushed me aside and stared at Queen Luna on the floor.

"She followed us here, so we dealt with her," I muttered.

"How is that possible?" He inquired and stood up. He started hitting Queen Luna on the floor with his leg. Furthermore, he squatted down to her level and removed a strand of her hair from her face.

Not only that, but he gasped and stared at me.

"This is really Queen Luna." He remarked.  

"Gosh." I muttered, folding my hand across my chest.

"Argh." Queen Luna groaned as she opened her eyes and stared at Ralph. Before looking at me

"Help me up?" she muttered, extending her hand to Ralph. Who grabbed her hand and stood up with her.

"What are you doing in Lucinda’s house? Don’t forget, we still have scores to settle." Ralph stated, glaring at her. She locked eyes with him and also glared at him.

Is this a staring competition?

"I don’t have anything to say to you. Get out of my way. I want to talk to my queen. It’s none of your business." She muttered, trying to push Ralph aside, but she couldn’t. She walked around him and came to me.

"What do you mean, queen?" Ralph inquired. I hate it when they call me Queen in front of him.

"It’s a nickname." I muttered with a toothy smile, although I think he wouldn’t buy it.

"Okay." He muttered, looking around the room. I wondered what he was looking for.

"Come, let’s go." Queen Luna stated, grabbing my hand.

"To where?" I asked, swaying my hand.

"To hell, you have a lot of explaining to do." She declared.

"Let her go. What do you mean by "hell?" Ralph asked, flaunting the hockey stick.

She looked at him with daggered eyes and gnashed her teeth.