Ilsdahul's ease and nonchalance were plain to the spectators in the Floating Castle.
"He doesn't seem to think the Habel Family are the ones controlling him!" Selûne said brightly.
As another member of the Evil Alignment, Shar understood the Demon Lord at once. "If the Habel Family really had trapped him, he'd be in worse trouble than Six-Finger when he got back.
"He can act this relaxed because he's probably found some clue proving that whoever's behind this is at least as capable as he is.
"Take Six-Finger. It's humiliating for him, but the other party is the Witch-Queen. He can endure the mockery and keep seeing that powerful lady.
"But if it were Umberlee, what do you think Six-Finger would do?
"He'd tear the Abyss apart.
"Otherwise, how could he keep competing with Demogorgon for the title of Abyssal Lord?
"Just hearing Umberlee's name would leave him unable to set foot outside his Silver Palace."
Her argument was so vivid that everyone listening fell utterly silent... Even imagining it felt like a sin!
Whatever else one said about Graz'zt, he was a prince among demons, renowned throughout the Multiverse for his charm and handsome looks. And Umberlee, with her seaweed hair, half a body, and reek of the sea... What terrible grudge drove the Daughter of Dark Night to slander the Dark Prince like that?
Beside Hill, Lathander flapped his wings weakly. "Ah! Having too vivid an imagination really is a curse at times like this!"
"Don't tell me that bastard made a move on you?" Selûne finally realized why her sister was so hostile to Graz'zt, and flew into a rage.
Since the affair with Waukeen, Toril's goddesses had generally been hostile to Six-Finger. But Shar had no such empathy. She would only think the Goddess of Wealth