<span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">The guest that pushed open the door had the scent of a dead carcass. Long black robes hung off him in tatters as the cloven hooves he stood on clipped the stone floor of the entrance way. He was the sort of fae that lingered in the marsh lands and dragged children to their deaths in the murky water below. It was a Kelpie. A horse like beast in human eyes but in all natural appearance they were misshapen beasts of the night court. The skeletons of its prey were whittled into beads he wore like several layers of shawls from his shoulders and hips. They made and eerie music as the brushed against each other. A large horse skull covered a face from which eyes of a vibrant red stared out of. <br/>
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"Hail you King's Pride," came the rattled windy voice of the fae creature, "I seek to comfort my old bones in your baths. Do ye have space?"<br/>
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"Greetings Kelpie of the Marsh, I have the perfect bath for you," He snapped his fingers summoning a small water sprite that waited for the Kelpie to follow it. The tiny creature knew what its master desired and carried out his command without a second thought. <br/>
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A sigh escaped the demon before he glanced down at the female, "Well this is a pity," He muttered, "I can't send you back to your world now that you have been here long enough for a guest to come through the doors. What rotten luck..." <br/>
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He tilted his head slightly then motioned for her to follow him, "Something tells me you don't want to return any ways. I can only let you stay here if you agree to a deal with me. Let us discuss it in a quieter room." <br/>
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The entry way was grand and beautiful. It may have appeared like a palace to some. He steeped up from the stone floor to the polished wooden on before glancing at her feet. She wore no shoes. How barbaric in his mind but he would leave it before now. Shoes weren't to be worn on the hardwood floor any ways. He lead the way down a seemingly endless hall. Servants bowed to him and called him King as he walked by he greeted them but didn't bow in return. The servants shepherded trays laden with food and drink from the kitchens to the dinning halls. Some ventured further down the path to the baths. They came to a stop before a rather interesting door flanked by two large lion statues. He pushed open the door and motioned her in.<br/>
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The inside was cozy with a large fireplace with a fire burning in it against the far wall. A series of couches formed a square around a low table. A large oak desk sat over to the right of the room with a large wing backed chair behind it. He made his way after closing the door over to it. </span>