chapter eighty-three

[ IN WHICH HE SIGHS IN RELIEF ]

SIN’S P.O.V —

I look down.

Vomit.

“That’s the parasite!” Greed screams from somewhere behind me.

That is when I notice something moving in my lap. This thing in my lap is green amidst her dark, red vomit— she had coughed up some of Rome's blood. But that is the least of my concerns. I am more concerned why this strange green thing has been coughed up along with the blood. This greenish organism is in the shape of a slug; something I have never seen before. The tiny creature wiggles its body repeatedly in the space of my thighs, scurrying around as it looks for another host to feed on and poison.

But before it can search any further, Greed materializes beside me and picks the parasite up. He pinches it with his index finger and thumb, grimacing when his fingers grazes the vomit that had exited my Queen’s mouth. As he picks it up, the green parasite squirms, letting out a loud, shriek.

I watch with my eyebrows furrowed as Greed lifts the slug into the