Saturday, December 29, 2007
Jasfoup frowned and turned away. “There’s nothing I can do,” he said, handing the parchment to Harold. “He has the cachet from Lord Belphegor.”
“So that’s it?” Harold smoothed out the parchment and read it over. “You’ve just been recalled to Dis with this chap as your replacement?”
“In a nutshell.” The new demon clicked his heels together. “Nice to meet you, Sir. The name’s Lifkadil.” He held out a hand that Harold ignored.
Harold glared at him. “I don’t care what you’re name is. You’re not staying. I’ll ask my dad for a higher cachet to make you stay.”