Awurin’s struggles only excited the dark Nightmare more, chuckles bubbling from his huge maw. “Oh, you innocent summer child.” The malevolence Gedeon radiated could not be ignored; nor could his obvious brute strength. He sat out Awurin’s struggles, waiting until she inevitably got weaker, then took what he wanted, perched on top of the teen with the lily crown. “My sweet gilded princess,” he whispered into the girl’s audit, chuckling.

fade out, fade in

Gedeon stepped off the girl. He was barely panting - even though he had gone at her as hard as he could, his sadistic streak wanting to make it hurt so she would remember him. “Maybe I’ll keep you, little lily, how does that sound?” His blue and green eyes watched Awurin, checking for any sign she would try to run off.

“Stuck in their homes they go nowhere!”