“I will not have this!” Catalina yelled as Pál and István, each taking an arm, hauled her toward the stairs.
“Inventive, but alas, a bit on the shouty side,” Magoth said, taking my hand and pressing a wet kiss to the back. “It is better she is taken off. You look delicious as ever, wife. I see your twin will be hosting an orgy. Dare I hope that will take place during the t*****e?”
I yanked my hand from his, but I really needn’t have bothered.
Gabriel lifted Magoth up by the neck, and started to squeeze.
“May, do something,” Magoth squeaked, his face turning red.
“You know better than to bait Gabriel,” I told him, but mindful of the scene my twin was already creating, I decided that circumspection was the best course. I touched Gabriel on the arm and gestured toward the floor.
He hesi
