A knock came from the other side of the door and a well-dressed servant nodded towards his lord, "Someone wishes to see you, milord. Though, he is making quite a scene.." Valdemar smiled, "I'll be right back," and he left to go see who it was. He already had a hunch of course.<br/><br/>Amora pulled herself out of bed, gently putting weight on her injured leg to see if it was still sore. It was, but not so much it would prevent her from following the demon. She crept through the doors, trailing Valdemar to the large party awaiting them in the grand hall. Demons and demonesses, drinking fancy beverages and eating small snacks, seemed to ignore the young girl. Those that did notice her looked revolted at the little she was wearing, as all she had on was that large shirt.<br/><br/>In an instant, she noticed Valdemar stopped in front of her master and Alex. She felt her face redden as his eyes caught on her. She swallowed, and quickly hurried to his side. Two fingers quickly caught on her collar, however, and yanked her back towards the host of the party. She let out a little strangled noise, and looked surprised.<br/><br/>"I notice that you left your pet on a spooked horse at the edge of town. Really, leaving her to fend for herself, letting her get bucked off the horse like that, one should hope no one else noticed that. Else, someone might want to confiscate her from you." With the last part said, his grin widened.