The faint sound of music could be heard in the tall-ceilinged room where Amora lay. Nestled in downy blankets she rested, completely unaware of the demon lord that stood nearby. The party downstairs was still going strong, had hardly slowed down since the night before. Hopefully no one would notice their host went missing and tried to locate him in the massive mansion. Valdemar grinned, she was finally in his grasp. Now all he had to do was gain her trust.<br/><br/>The human girl stirred, rubbing her head where the horse had konked her. She blinked, gazing at the lovely furnishings and tasteful tapestries in the room, when her eyes met with Lord Valdemar's. She froze. She wasn't supposed to be here! Remembering her master's warning about staying put, she shrank further into the cloth, still gazing up at the smiling demon.<br/><br/>"Where am I?" she asked quietly, staring wide eyed at him. He gave a nod, "You're in my mansion my dear. You were knocked out and one of my servants brought you here." He nodded back to the closed doors, indicating the party, "Your master, as I recall, never came to my party. Tsk. It would have been enjoyable for the both of us." Amora slowly pulled herself from under the covers, away from him. "I... need to get back. He will be wondering where I am." "Don't fret. I'm certain he already knows."