Amora knelt down beside Tehvar, her buttocks resting on her heels, making sure to keep her head down and her face hidden. Valdemar grinned, sitting down in the chair across from him, "Little snake? Where on Earth did you come up with that?" He eyed her cheek, which had the still-healing wounds from last night's attack. "Ah, so you've punished her, or perhaps it was Gemgrald that did the punishing, hm?" Amora swallowed, even despising the name of that dreadful demon. He was pushing it, seeing how far he could go before Tehvar snapped.