"What do you think, darling?"
"And what does The Exalted One think?"
Javier Sinclair glanced at them. "Me? As long as you're all happy, that's all that matters. Why ask me?"
He didn't really have an opinion.
Javier Sinclair looked at her and said, "You are my wife. Your will is my will. You have full authority over everything in the Demon Realm; you don't need to ask me."
The Demon Realm was his.
And it was hers, too.
Celeste Grant thought for a moment. "What if someone doesn't respect my authority, or objects to my decisions?"
Javier Sinclair glanced at her and shook his head slightly. "That won't happen. If anyone has any dissenting thoughts, it must be because their brain and body have decided to part ways."
