Hefting a large and trembling package over his right shoulder, Aridan made his way into the castle, then scanned the main hall for where his prize might be. His eyes darted towards the stairwell. "There you are..." he muttered to himself, soon heading that way.<br/><br/>The door opened with a creak, and the incubus peered in, the woman over his shoulder starting to make whimpering noises. "Shut it, whore!" The demon hissed as quietly as he could.