The faery girl's body shivered harder as the giant wardrobe was moved with seemingly such ease. She knew the man, the master of this mansion was no human, but indeed a demon.<em>Look at what you've gotten yourself into now. . . he thinks you're a...pet!</em>As the wardrobe was being destroyed by the demon's swipes, the faery girl let out a scream and knelt down, covering her arms over her face to protect her eyes from the flying wood. When she could see him, she looked up from her knelt position with wide, fearful eyes. Her lips trembled and remained parted as he showed himself to her. His eyes seemed to burn holes into her fair skin! And for a moment that seemed frozen in eternity, she could not move, only gaze at his powerful form.<br/><br/>She saw him reach to grab her, and quicker than he would have expected, from her kneeled position, her green translucent wings began to flutter... She quickly flew up  and out of the wardrobe, just out of his grasp, and across to the side of the room with the window. Turning back to look at him, she tried to buy herself time, realizing the window was locked.<br/><br/>"Please, you have the wrong person. I didn't come here with anyone, I came on my own accord. I was. . . looking...for something. . . It's...it's not here, so now I shall go." She laughed a bit nervously.<br/><br/>The solid gold ring that sat in her pouch felt like it was heavier than it should be. She didn't want to tell him she was stealing from him, and with any luck, she wouldn't have to. To unlock the window, all she needed to do was press her lips to the lock with a faery kiss, and it would open. As she watched the demon draw closer to her, she searched for the lock with her hand, found it within a second, and quickly bent over to kiss it, releasing the lock. She nervously fiddled with the window with both her small hands, trying to open it in time. . .