Page 256 of The Cruelest Undead

As they walked into his realm, he held Jolie’s hand. The whole time, she was stressed out, and a nervous wreck about Flynn.

“Breathe, Mon Amour. He will be okay.”

Jolie wasn’t believing it.

“We have to do something, Jacques. I necromanced them, and now, he had to say goodbye again. I screwed up, and he’s going to hurt for a long time.”

“I’ll work on something,” he said. “We’ll get Flynn through it. We’ll give him a few minutes to regroup, and then, we’ll talk. First, I need to check on Fate. She could be bribing souls to let her out. She’s a bitch like that.”

Oh, she was aware.

As they headed into his office, that’s when Jacques saw it, and it was bad.

“Brigit!” he said, horrified.

His pet spider, who was hisONLYloyal companion in this realm, was chattering, and inside the cage.

She’d dug Fate out.

Then, she cocooned her.

From the thick, white cocoon, Fate was screaming but it was muffled.

Immediately, Jolie laughed.

“What do you know? Silk and white looks good on her,” Jolie said.

Brigit chattered away.

Jacques sighed.

“Brigit, you can’t eat her. Jolie’s daughters can’t take over their roles for twenty years. Then, you can eat her. Hell. You can mummify her and use her as a Halloween decoration for all I care.”

Jolie snickered.

“Honestly, Jacques, I say she can. In fact, if she eats her, I’ll hug Brigit and let her have her babies in our lair. That’s how good I am with this whole thing.”

At her words, Brigit began bouncing and hopping in circles. Her fangs came out, and Jacques had to stop that.

“Jolie! She can’t eat Fate. That’s going to give her a belly ache and probably an STD.”

Jolie snorted.

Brigit was chattering away, as she was explaining why she did what she did.

Jacques listened.

“I know, my little one. You are so loyal to me, and I appreciate it. I know you want to protect me, but I have faith in Flynn. He’ll find the antiquities. She can’t hurt me when she gets free.”

Yeah, in less than nine hours.

Because he deeply loved Brigit, and was grateful that she was going to protect him, he picked her up.

“You’re a good spider. Thank you.”

There was chattering.

When Jacques glanced over, Jolie had made some wine appear.

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