I grow tired of your incompetence, daughter,” Mortezan said darkly. “I should’ve put Raven up to the task. She would have yielded results by now.”
Penelope couldn’t help but laugh. In her head, she knew what she was doing. Toying with her prey, though slow and unfruitful to her father, was fun and exhilarating for her. “Yes Father, and where would we be? Daniel would be dead and it would be time to look for something new. Have fun.” Penelope scoffed. “I have always done what you have asked me to and then some. Why do you treat me as you do? Am I not one of your daughters?”
“You are, but the way you do things irritates me. You need to quit. Raven doesn’t play with what I give her; I expect you to do the same.”
“Aw, but I like having fun.”
“I’m done having fun!” Mortezan snapped. “I want his head on a platter!”
“No fun,” muttered Penelope under her breath. “Very well. May I have my dogs now?”
“Get them out of my sight. Phase Two starts now.”
Penelope teleported out of there without another word, clearly annoyed.