None of this was what Lucifer really wanted. His dark heart begged for pain and strife and the void of his mind urged him to cause it. His large head shifted as the voices began to speak, but all were drowned out as words flowed from Helios’s lips and punctuated the air with their sound. His red eyes gleamed for a moment, but the light was snuffed out as his teeth became bared in a twisted smile.


“What happens if your son does not wish to leave after the year is up?” His voice took a chilling note to its depth as he shifted to look directly into the chestnuts eyes. Lucifer was a big brute and his body, even lower on the beach, could look squarely into Helios’s face as if they were the same height. Brute strength and power were Lucifer’s best friends where are being nimble and wise were his weakest links.


Licking his lips, the shire cross let his voice fill the air once more as the oceans current pulled on his ankles. “What would you do if I kept your son for longer than a year? Seems I'd like to know what actions you would take if he didn't wish to leave or if I didn't give him the option.” Lucifer held his promises so even though he was speaking like this, he wouldn't entrap the boy come his third year. However, he might try to warp his mind until he couldn't and wouldn't have the urge to return.