When we arrived our circle broke up and I dropped to my knees in the ice-cold water. A gasp escaped me at the chill. “Couldn’t we have teleported to solid ground?” I whimpered.
“The only solid ground is a staircase up above us. You wanted fast, we’re here fast,” Dagon responded though his lip twitched. “It’s not too cold, is it? If so I can always warm you up if you so desire.”
“Stay away from her right now, Dagon,” Angel growled.
Dagon rolled his eyes. “Angel, you’re so cute when you bare your teeth. You’re nothing compared to me though. A baby demon growling at a king. He rubbed Angel’s hair making the man’s glare intensify even more.
“You’re not a king,” Angel snapped. “You’re a prince, remember?”
“Stop bickering,” I demanded as I started to shiver. “We’re doing this. Guile, Dagon,
