Amara groaned a little a Rily began to move.
"We should probably get up." she heard him say. She felt a tender kiss on her forehead and she smiled warmly. "If we must," she sighed, slowly pulling herself up into a seated position. She looked around the kitchen, at the scratch marks on the floor and cabinets and grinned. She leaned over to him and planted a slow kiss on his lips before pulling herself into a standing position. Her legs nearly buckled from under her, having fallen asleep due to lack of activity. She squealed at the feeling of needles pricking her skin. "My legs are asleep," she giggled, holding onto the counter and gritting her teeth through tapping her feet against the floor to try and regain adequate blood circulation.
Once she could feel her legs again she padded into her room for some clothes, feeling like the AC in the house would freeze her into an ice cube if she didn't. She had just finished pulled on the last piece of her wardrobe when she felt a cloth pressed to her mouth. Alarmed, she gasped, and then everything went black...
Orin, a
white female demon came strolling slowly out of Amara's room. Her fanged grin couldn't mean anything good. She found Rily in the house and let out a long hiss in greetings. "You think you could hide her from your father, Rilyanassë? Sssstupid boy.." the she-creature's words hissed from her fangs, and she looked to be thoroughly enjoying herself. "Tick-tock, little prince!" she laughed, fading into white smoke before his eyes, unattainable, because she was not really there. Amara was gone.
Amara awoke to the feeling of someone toying with her hair. She opened her eyes to come face to face with the king of demons. Her eyes grew wide, and she went to scream, but it was as if her mouth had been sewn shut. Fear gripped her as she looked down, noticing her wrists, ankles, and neck had been bound by chains. She looked around, past the face that loomed before her, to take in the throne room. Tears brimmed in her eyes.
Rily... I'm scared..