What likely seemed like worlds away, Valdemar sat in his dining room, cutting up a rare piece of filet mignon. He popped a particularly bloody piece into his mouth just as one of his servants appeared behind him. "Sir?" "What is it Gieves, can't you see I'm occupied?" The servant looked nervous, knowing saying anything wrong could cost him his life. "The.... the assassins you sent... haven't returned." The demon set down his silverware impatiently and turned around, giving the trembling person a stare, "I told them before they left that if they should fail at their mission, they will NOT return here until it is complete."<br/><br/>"Y-yes but..." the servant inhaled, gathering his courage to blurt out "They were found dead only an hour ago." Valdemar paused midchew, then swallowed the rest of the meat before asking irritatedly, his voice slowly getting louder as he rose from his seat. "Must I do EVERYTHING MYSELF??" The servant turned as white as a sheet and began to stutter, which only ticked his master off even more. He let out a growl, then shoved past the stuttering fool. Midnight seemed headstrong, not THAT difficult to deal with, surely! He himself would have to contend with the other demon in the fight for that human girl. She was what Valdemar needed to become far greater than he already was. The only way to bring Him back.<br/><br/>----------------------------<br/><br/>Amora calmly walked along side her master as they got to the market place. Seeing him smile was odd at first, but it relaxed her. She was enough to make him smile when the rest of the world made him angry, that was something great to think about. Even if he is a demon.<br/><br/>"Sir Midnight! Just the demon I wanted to see!" Amora's eyes grew big when she recognized the demon that had stolen her from her home AND sold her for 100 coin like some kind of trinket. She hid slightly behind Midnight when the demon approached, grinning broadly. "How's that human for you? Has she been a handful? You know, another buyer was disappointed when he found out she got sold, and I'm willing to offer you twice what you paid to get her back. Oh, she got hurt! I'm sure a bit of makeup will fix that right up!"