As Edward approced namiras room, she was lieing on the bed she was placed on, rithing in her sleep, she spoke a bit. "Demon, long tail, those eyes, stareing right at me. That creture, coming for me, so dark is it's past..." Edward creeked open the door, only catching the last few words, "so dark is it's past..." The door creeking open awoke Namira from her nightmare. "The demon!" She cried, Edward was quickly by her side, trying to console her.
"Relax! Relax! it was just a bad dream..." Edward said, cringing slightly as her claws dug into his arm. Namira turned to look at her comforter, recoiling when he saw it was the one who had assaulted her. Her hands went for her bag of mana stone, but found it's space empty. What would this man do to her? "Sorry about the whole attacking you thing, but I can't have to trying to fry my other guests can I? You don' have to be scared about ol Sathwr down there though, he's nothing but a blubbering baby is all. I can assure you, he is no demon..."
Namira listen to Edward's soothing voice, and relaxed her grip, letting out a steady flow of warm blood. She looked at the blood and frowned, "did i do that?" She asked with a tone of regret. "Ah, it's just a scrattch nothing to worry about, I have plenty of healing crystals downstairs. Now, are you ready to go downstairs, our dinner is getting cold..." Namira looked at his hand, then the blood on her claws, then the door. The wonderful scent of steak was ickleing her nose, "Yes"
Both of them headed downstair, but halted at the doorway to the dining room, Namira clinging to Edward when she saw Saethwr again, still afraid of him, but slowly relaxed and looked away.
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