He smiled at her. "I loss her ten years ago but it still stays fresh upon my mind. Aaron tells me to find myself a new bride but I have not found anyone pleasing to myself." He walked up the stairs and turned down a long hallway. He passed a few maids who stopped immediatly and bowed to him giggling a bit when they saw the girl. He stopped in front of a large double doorway with intricate carvings. He opened it and smiled as the three girls took off quickly. The room smelt wonderful. The windows were open showing lots of portraits of many different women with there names carved in the bottom of the picture.
"Your room for the night."
There was a giant canopy bed and it was black lace curtains and black silk sheets.

She nodded understandingly, "I know how it feels to lose someone so suddenly, that it always feels as though it only happened the day before." When she saw the room her eyes moved around it, taking in the elaborate furniture and decorations. Her eyes moved to the portraits on the wall and then she looked back to him, "Who are all of those women?"

It felt odd to her, that she would be sleeping in a room that his late wife had been in. She was grateful for the hospitality this demon had shown her though. The angel took a few steps into the room, towards the picture, and was amazed at how beautiful all of the women were.

He smiled. "Keep in mind I have been here many years. These are all of my darling wives. Everyone who slept in this room. They wre all very loved and devoted to me. I did anything they wished for. I bought them things. The only thing I could not give them was immortality. Perhaps this time as Aaron has told me I should marry an immortal." He ran his eyes up and down her body for a moment and then looked back around. He snapped his fingers and in came Andrea.
"She will be your servant while you are here. She will do anything you ask." He left the room slowly.

Andrea looked at the girl with a grin.
"Hi."

Her eyes widened, "I..I see. They certainly were lovely, Victor." She tried to ignore the look he gave her, it made her feel more then a little uncomfortable. Tiranatil lowered her gaze to the floor when he snapped his fingers and a girl entered. This was a little uncomfortable, she usually did not use servants for anything.

When the girl entered and spoke the Angel thanked Victor. Though she wanted to, she did not refuse the offer of the girl. She was, after all, a guest in his home.

Andrea looked at this girl with a frown. She was so not good enough for Lord Victor but whatever. She put her hand out.
"I am Andrea. We met earlier. I do hope you will stay with us for a while. Lord Victor does not let just everyone enter his home. He has to get some rest now. He is weak a lot of the times."

She took the girls hand and offered a smile, "I am Tiranatil, though you may call me Tirana." The Angel listened to the girl as she spoke and so many questions ran through her mind that she felt like she had to catch one just to ask it. She nodded though, "Of course. Why is he weak so often, though? P..perhaps I could help?" Did she really just offer to help a demon? What was going on with her mind? Why didn't she attack him as she would have any other?

Andrea smiled.
"He is only weak because it is his night to eat. You will see. Tommarrow he will be as strong as ever. I believe Penelope has opted to be his food this month. She has been loyal many years and I guess she has decided its her time. You will see him tommarrow and he will be so much stronger."

Her eyes widened as the girl explained, "W-what? I...I cannot let him do that!" Unfortunately she did not know which way he had gone. She would have to find the girl, though, before he did. She could not let him kill someone. It was her duty to stop it, to help the girl. If this is how he lived, she didn't think she could let him continue. How could she have let herself be so blinded by him? By the kindness he had shown? His very nature caused him to do monstrous things.

Andrea frowned.
"You will never understand at this rate. No one minds. We accept that our master must eat and one of us willingly sacrifices our body to him. In return our soul will always be with him. Why do you insist hes such a terrible person? You have not even seen him eat a person before. They feel no pain at all. Theres no way for it to hurt or feel bad. Please ma'am do not worry."

She paced back and forth, barely resisting the urge to chew on her nails. "I...I understand what you are saying. I...I just cannot accept it." Tiranatil stopped her movement and turned to the woman, "Do you understand what I represent? Do you know why I have come here night after night?"

The Angel raked her fingers through her blond hair and sighed, "I...I just don't know if I can accept this. He doesn't seem like the other demons I have encountered...but..." She trailed off, for the first time in her life looking helpless, as though she could not fight the battle that was going on in her own mind about Victor.

She smiled and put out her hand.
"Come let me show you something. While we walk you can explain how an angel works."
She led her down the hall quietly.

She followed Andrea slowly, curious where she was being taken. The woman chewed her lower lip and smooth her gown as she did, "Angels...angels are an ultimate good. We strive to make lives better for the people of this world, though not many take as direct a hand as I do. The...the fact that I'm in the castle." Her eyes widened as she realized what the consequences of getting to close to the demon could be, she did not express that though.

"It's my very nature to fight against creatures like Victor." Why couldn't she stop calling him by his name? What was she thinking? Why was she even staying here? She was warring within herself.

Andrea smiled as she went down another set of stairs. Down here were cells. Each cell had a person inside. In the cell were comfortable beds and a table full of good food. Each person was eating hungrily. Andrea walked up to a young girl and smiled showing the angel the fact that the gate was not locked.
"Hi paige."

Paige looked up and smiled.
"Hi andrea. Looks like tonight is my night. Whose your friend?"

Andrea looked back at the angel.
"Paige is Victors supper tonight."

She stared around at the cells before taking a step hesitantly into the one that Paige occupied. The Angels wings shifted uncomfortable before she managed to settle them down. "I...I am Tiranatil. How..how can you let yourself be..be eaten?" There was a look of immense concern on her face as she took a seat in the room. It was obvious that she was worried about the situation she was seeing in the castle, and the village. She felt that she had to do something about it. Anything....but what?

Paige smiled at her.
"Its nice to meet you."
She sat down next to her and put out her hand.
"I do not mind it because Victor is a great guy and deserves to be appreciated. He has to eat and he treats me well. I can leave anytime I wish but I have no desire. Besides Victor likes to treat the girls he eats to a night of pure pleasure. I am so looking forward to that."

She took the girls hand lightly and could not avoid the blush that rose to her face. Tirana could only imagine the sort of pleasure the woman was referring to. "I...this is a lot to understand. He...he still has to do something monstrous but...I.." She shook her head, disbelieving, "I don't understand. He is such a contradiction to what I know of Demons. And...to have people willing to sacrifice themselves....it's....it's not something I am used to."

Paige chuckled a bit.

Suddenly Victor walked in. He smiled at the girls.
"Are you girls ok?" His face was drawn and pale and his smile was not very strong. "I am afraid it is time for me to eat. Will you come with me Paige?"

Paiges face lit up and she went up to him giving him a kiss.
"Come I will help you. It was nice meeting you guys. I wish you luck."

Victor and her walked out of the room. She dragged him.

Andrea grinned.
"See I told you way more than willing."

She watched in astonishment as the girl basically ran out to be consumed and her shoulders slumped a little, "This will be a lot for me to get used to." Her mind raced. What was she doing? What was she letter herself get dragged into? Why did she have the compulsion to stay in the castle with the demon?

Andrea smiled and took her hand.
"Lets go. I will take you to bed now."
She pulled her up the stairs quickly. They passed by Victors room. He had paige half naked in his arms kissing her chest with a grin. They went back to Tiras room.

"Time for you to get some sleep. I will keep you company if you would like."

The color deepened on her pale skin when she caught a glimpse of Victor and Paige as she allowed herself to be pulled to her room. She was only hesitate for a moment when the girl offered to keep her company. Ultimately she decided that it would be best just to go on to sleep, "No...not at the moment at least. I...I need some time to think." She sat on the large bed and put her back against the headboard, the skirts of her gown draped over the side.

Andrea smiled and bowed leaving the room.

"Goodnight then"

She walked to her room and laid down in the bed letting herself drift to sleep.

Victor finished Paige off with minimal struggling and only one heartwrenching scream from the pain. He grinned feeling much better. He quickly washed off and then went to Tiras room knocking on the door.

She jumped at the sound of a knock and stood quickly, walking to the door. By this time she was in only the shift she wore beneath her flowing gowns. When she opened the door and saw that it was Victor her face turned red, but she let him in while trying to make herself look a little more decent, though it really did not seem to work.

"I...h-hello Victor." She looked at him and then away. Tirana did not know what to think. He was a contradiction of what she knew. He was different, but in some ways the same.

He bowed to her.

"How are you miss Tirana? I just came to check and make sure Andrea made you comfortable."

He looked around the room curiously.

"Where is Andrea at anyway?"

"She offered to stay, but I told her it was not necessary. I'm assuming she is resting herself." She looked down and brushed some of her hair behind her ear. "I am comfortable, thank you." Tirana paused a moment before she continued, "I just needed to think. This is a lot to take in. You are," She paused to shake her head. "You are a lot to consider."

He smiled at her sitting down on a chair.
"Well I am better now and able to talk a while. If you have any questions feel free to ask. I do have a question for you. Why are you here?"
He was seriously curious as to why this angel was so interested in him.