Hoheo Taralna, Rondero Tarel

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  "Since when are you demons sticking to rules anyways?", she uttered, but remained silent afterwards. Her sometimes big mouth had brought her into trouble quite often, but this was without a doubt the biggest mess she had ever found herself in. Kitty still could not recall how or when the Spider Demon had abducted her - for she was sure this was how she had ended up in this situation - but she was hoping Alois would find her soon. The blonde human surely was a hot-tempered being, but she liked him somehow, and to be honest, it did not really matter who would find her as long as she could escape Claude´s grip. Though meeting Alois again was something she was looking forward to, even if the circumstnces were more than questionable.

The sound of a loud crack echoes off the cellar walls, the demon's hand smacking across the young reaper's delicate cheek. The pink hue of his hands begins to surface in the dim light and he smiles wickedly down at her.

"You will show some respect reaper. Now, let us be on our way," he warns as he pulls her to her feet; and removes a sack and a leather strap from his trouser pocket. Unceremoniously, he places the strap between her lips and pulls the strap tight, gagging her. 

  Kitty was still being held close by the demon, and she began to become even more annoyed by his presence. She tried not to show it too much, as she knew he could do more damage to her than she could possibly imagine.

“No, for real. Didn´t you say you had business to attend to? You don´t seem to be a really good butler if you get distracted so easily.”

His lips broaden into a smile. "I am more of an overseer. I see personally to my Master's comfort and run the estate. The others do the work according to my orders. And at this moment, my only duty is to confuse the young Master and keep him from finding you."

  She coughed a few times and was for a second  taken aback by the sudden display of the demon´s brutality, but got her composure back quite quickly.

“Do as you please”, she replied. “In any case, should he not find me, I will not be able to prevent you from mistreating my body. But you will never get the essence of my soul to submit itself to you, no matter what you do to me. I will never be your butterfly.”

Ignorant to the goings on in the cellar beneath his grand estate, Alois trembling, continues to search the spooky nursery. He walks to the covered crib and pulls the canvas off of it and peers into the dust covered cradle. It rocks, creaking as it sways. The blue ribbons laced through out the white lace lining, faded from the years that have slowly crept by. 

  Kitty did not reply. She was fully aware that she just lost all her chances to get food or hydrated, but it did not matter. The demon was right when he said reapers were proud…and in her case, this pride was doubled by stubbornness. She looked Claude – if she remembered well, this was his name – right I the eyes. Lifted her chin up and spoke:

“Didn´t you say you had household tasks to be done, servant?”

Angry, Claude throws the cup at the wall, shattering the bone china. In the blink of an eye, he grabs the young reaper by the throat and slams her against the wall. Glowering, his eyes slit and glow. He breathes hot breathe on her soft cheek and whispers. 

  “Pervert!”, she shouted at him. “You can keep your beverages and food for yourself – I was willing to accept a bit of your faked hospitality for my own good, but under these circumstances I won´t be accepting anything from your filthy hands anymore!”

For a minute she wondered if he sometimes peeked through Alois´ clothes as well without undressing him, but brushed the thought off as soon as it popped up in her mind. He was a demon, she was sure he would be capable of doing such a thing.

´I´m pretty sure he´s somewhere upstairs´ , she mused, thinking of Alois and of the fact that he, as the masterof this mansion, rarely set a foot into the house´s cellars and storage rooms.

He stands and looks down at her. He quirks one brow before drinking the remaining water from the cup. 

"I bet he has hidden it in the old nursery. That place is creepy and filthy. He knows I despise the room. I am sure he would be so devilish in hiding something from me there. Ye, I will check there first."

The blond giggles as he races down the corridor that leads to former Trancy nursery.

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"You are truly disgusting. If you think I am just going to sit here and wait until you perverted game is over, then you are truly mistaken. I do indeed hope your master finds me, and even if he doesn´t - I have no soul you could devour without getting damaged, and I´m surely not going to be your dollymop!"

"Dollymop, would be to kind of a word to describe what I would turn you into, my dear. As for your soul, you are correct. It would not be for consumption, but there are other things that your could could be used for. And little reaper, your soul would fetch a rather large price in Hell." 

He folds the cloth into a perfect square and returns it to his pocket. Then adjusts his glasses.

"I shall leave now. There is much work to be done around the estate. The Master is on the hunt now."