Amora rolled her eyes and went out into the garden. The last thing she needed to be told was that she was in love with the guy who was forcing her to kill other humans! There was no logic to it. Just because he was gentle compared to most demons, was willing to give her things she couldn't get at the auction house... protected her from that monster... Amora bit her lower lip, thinking of these things. Could it actually be true? She shook the thoughts away, though they still lingered in spirit, and she prepared herself for her lesson.