"Tell her you hate her," you whisper into Maven's ear, "don't tell her the truth." Maven stiffs up and begins nervously peeling the skin from his fingers. Mare stares at him with hatred. The cuffs around her wrists are not making it better. Maven wishes you were alone with him. He loves being alone with you. You are an embodiment of his thoughts, it seems. He just really likes listening to what you have to say. As the demon of lies, you have a jolly time instructing Maven on how to get to the top. Sometimes he listens. The times he doesn't is when it comes to Mare.

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"I'm not going to lie to her." Maven tells you after Mare is sent to her cell. You cross your arms, leaning closer to him.

"Are you going to lie to me?" You question him. His facial expression doesn't change, as you think it would. You've really taught him well.

"I can't lie to you," he admits. You walk up to him and place your hands on cheeks.

"Damn right," you say before kissing him lightly.