Deidre's eyes fell to the tall teen demoness, who was shaking and clinging to Darkyn's mate.
"A servant," was the quick response.
"Kill her."
One of the dealers grabbed the girl and pulled a knife free.
"No!" Darkyn's mate cried. "I lied. She's Darkyn's daughter."
Harmony stared at her then at the teen girl. Suddenly, she smiled.
"Perfect. Even better," Harmony said. "Darkyn's bitch will get us into Hell. Gabe's will get us into the underworld. Once we're there, we'll have all the leverage we need."
Deidre exchanged a look with Darkyn's mate. They'd be completely cut off from either deity in the underworld. Gabriel was locked out, and Darkyn wasn't permitted access in the first place. If both of their mates disappeared, she saw them starting an all-out war rather than trying to find them.
Darkyn's mate cast a worried look at the teen demoness, who was shaking. Deidre held no warmth at all for Darkyn, but she could understand that the girl didn't belong in this mess.
"Will you leave her?" Darkyn's mate asked. "I have the power of Hell at my back. I can grant you almost anything in exchange for her life."
"I will, too," Deidre spoke up. "Any deal I make will be sealed by Death's magic."
Harmony was quiet for a moment.
"Darkyn made a deal with Gabriel for your soul, Harmony. Whoever finds you first, Darkyn keeps you," Darkyn's mate added.
The death dealer paled and glanced at Deidre. Deidre knew that look, the one that said that Harmony was staring down an eternity of demon mercy. It was the same feeling that Deidre got every time she let herself think of what happened when her deal ran out.
"Let the girl go, and I'll make sure your soul goes where it should, right beside mine," Deidre added, carefully wording the deal.
"Or you can risk an eternity with the Dark One personally overseeing your day-to-day … activities," Darkyn's mate seconded.
Harmony appeared indecisive.
"The soul of a deity or former deity has special standing," Deidre pushed. "Yours will remain right beside mine."
Harmony tossed her head towards the death dealer holding Darkyn's daughter. She held out a hand to Deidre. Deidre took it. They shook, and their deal was sealed with the magic of Gabriel. Darkyn's mate was looking at her hard. Deidre focused on the girl.
The death dealer tossed the teen demoness through a yellow portal, onto the mortal plane rather than into Hell. Darkyn's mate gasped.
"She's alive," Deidre said quickly, seeing the woman's distress.
"If either of you summons your mates, I'll kill the other. If you try to alert anyone or escape, I'll peel your skin from your bodies and watch you scream," Harmony warned. "Got it?"