Rosen didn't know how long it had been since she had been out cold. She woke up, what she assumed, was on a shoulder. Bound, blind, unable to speak. That didn't matter much. Her body felt so numb. Almost like an out of body experience. The way she was bound almost comforted her, reminding the light demon of being beneath a blanket at home, or drinking a cup of hot chocolate. While she felt filled to the brim with light, it was as if she wasn't able or allowed to access any of it yet.
Her hunger had vanished. During the time they traveled while she was awake, her stomach never rumbled and she never craved anything. She felt full. Likely do to the butterflies literally filling her body. It took a strange amount of time for her to realize just who was carrying her. Even when she heard his voice, it didn't fully register. And, she hated to admit it, there was some sense of relief when she learned that it was Shade. As if being alone with a complete stranger was more daunting than being caught by an assassin. But, he was an assassin she had some sort of familiarity with.
The fear of being handed off to some unknown aristocrat did not sink in until Shade mentioned, 'turning her in." Her body tensed up and all she could think about was her left ankle. She had no way to protect it. And, now she feared the light demon within her. While Rosen knew she had to become a full-fledged demon eventually, especially due to the fact that her life would probably only last a few more years without accessing all her powers, she worried about her body acting as it had again. She never wanted the butterflies come from her body again.
She didn't know what time of day it was, all she knew was that she was propped against something faced away from any source of light. As if she didn't already have enough inside her. Rosen wanted to vomit, she wanted to cry. She didn't know what to do. So all she did was starve herself and tremble, thinking of all that could happen to her.
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Her hunger had vanished. During the time they traveled while she was awake, her stomach never rumbled and she never craved anything. She felt full. Likely do to the butterflies literally filling her body. It took a strange amount of time for her to realize just who was carrying her. Even when she heard his voice, it didn't fully register. And, she hated to admit it, there was some sense of relief when she learned that it was Shade. As if being alone with a complete stranger was more daunting than being caught by an assassin. But, he was an assassin she had some sort of familiarity with.
The fear of being handed off to some unknown aristocrat did not sink in until Shade mentioned, 'turning her in." Her body tensed up and all she could think about was her left ankle. She had no way to protect it. And, now she feared the light demon within her. While Rosen knew she had to become a full-fledged demon eventually, especially due to the fact that her life would probably only last a few more years without accessing all her powers, she worried about her body acting as it had again. She never wanted the butterflies come from her body again.
She didn't know what time of day it was, all she knew was that she was propped against something faced away from any source of light. As if she didn't already have enough inside her. Rosen wanted to vomit, she wanted to cry. She didn't know what to do. So all she did was starve herself and tremble, thinking of all that could happen to her.
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