"RRRAAAGH!" Geraak slammed his crystalline fist into a table, which splintered under the blow. "Months of planning and he was NOT THERE! I WILL have that fae trash ELIMINATED!" he hollered to his throne room, which he assumed was empty.<br/><br/>"My Liege... it was not a fruitless endeavor..." Someone stated, apparently scared for their very life. Geraak looked over at the quivering demon. "For your sake I hope you can elaborate more... eloquently..." He said, his eyes flashing to a bag in the demon's arms...<br/><br/>A person sized bag...<br/><br/>"Open the sack, or get eviscerated." He growled. The demon's eyes widened and he quickly dumped out it's contents. A woman, apparently Fae, and rich... no wait! Royalty! fell out of the bag in a gagged and cuffed state. Geraak smirked wickedly as he realized this was none other than Skylers dear mother that they had captured. "Get my car. we're going to the neutral lands. rules were made to be bent in our favor it seems."<br/><br/>The woman looked terrified. He looked directly at her and said, "Take her to the dungeons and make sure she can't escape. Beyond that... I don't give a rat's ass what happens to her."