War's Beginning and Death's End

Lia awoke earlier in the morning and only ventured out far enough to find a guard to ask about clothes. She tried to put a little trust in him and try to get back to how she used to be before she finally broke. She only looked for the bathroom to bath and wash the grim from everything she had been through. Unfortunately, the hotter couldn't be hot enough and no amount of time washed away the shame she felt over everything that had happened to her. Eventually she got out and dried off, and changed into a new set of clothes the guards were gracious enough to bring back. She looked a bit better.. but she still felt like shit. Lia curled back into bed and waited for him to give her another order. She didn't know anything about this place and wasn't comfortable without him here even if she didn't trust him. She nuzzled herself into the bed, grateful for something so soft and plush...

Lia curled up in in her bed just staying there for the day. She still felt uncomfortable walking around the house and didn't want to go look for him since he had better things to do. He was the prince and didn't need to be wasting time with her. So she stayed in her room, away from him and the guards. It wasn't like it was a bad thing. It was a lot better than anything she had ever experienced.

Her head peaked out from the covers hearing his voice finally. She got up from the bed, cautious to what kind of mood he was in because he was so fickle from what she saw. Lia opened the door, looking at the food and then the prince. "Thank you..." She opened the door wider and moved aside for him to come in if he wanted. She didn't know what else to say.

Lia took the food from him smelling the delectable aroma lingering the air. She had been starving, but made no attempt to go to the kitchen all day in fear of stepping out of bounds. He didn't tell her what to do after they slept. She wasn't going to try to anger him anymore than she already had the day before. Still, she looked to him wondering why he wasn't coming in. It was his house after all... Plus he looked a little awkward as if waiting for something else.

"Thank you. This is more than enough for me," she replied with a small smile. "...Would you like to come in?" She didn't know what else to say. It felt weird closing the door on him and he was still here, but she wanted to eat. It was torture with it in her hands but having to wait.

Lia watched him as he took his place in the room with ease. Why she let him in she would never know, but in her mind he was still her master even if he despised that idea. It was all she knew. She trailed after him quietly and took the plate from the table before joining him to sit. She wanted to eat and he came bearing food. She hasn't eaten since he last fed her and having gone all day without eating, the smell was already kicking her weal stomach. She needed to eat.

"No, you much rather prefer to insult them to their face," she commented back not really seeing the joke in it. He insulted her already within hours of knowing each others. There really wasn't much going back from that. Plus she'd eaten a lot worse, some even worthy of dogs turning their nose at it. There wasn't much he could do to her or give her that she hadn't gone through before. She picked up her fork and slowly ate. Gods it was amazing. And he ate like this all the time? She ate a bit more, wary of the company in the room. "It's delicious... thank you."

She looked up at him with narrow eyes but tried to relax. He was trying to be nice to her, that much she could tell but it was still unnerving for her. "I was merely pointing out something about you and thanking you for your generous hospitality. You could have had someone else deliver the food if you wished me to eat," she replied. Come to think of it, why was he here? Surely he had other affairs to attend to than making sure she ate.

Lia ate a bit more food, trying not to eat fast in fear of it coming back up if she ate too quickly. She looked to her prince, noting how relaxed he was. What was it like to be like that? "If I knew beforehand, I would have changed before you came m-... Razor. I'll remember it next time... but yes. Your guards brought some not too long ago." her demeanor changed a bit, getting fearful she displeased him. It normally resulted in punishment from her other owners.

Lia relaxed a bit back into her seat seeing him still relaxed and overall pleasant. It was a change from what she knew and didn't really know how to react. She simply smiled back at him, trying to return the gesture. She finished up her plate feeling rather stuffed. Even though he seemed like he would feed her everyday, she didn't want to chance it. Better to be full for a bit longer than extending her usual starvation. Hopefully he would keep feeding her..

She looked to the bottle that appeared with wide eyes. It was a foreign object to her she did not expect. "...A present?" she whispered confused as to why he would do such a thing. No one was that nice to her... She looked between him and the bottle unsure what to even say to him. After a couple of minutes she barely was able to reply to him. "Thank you Razor... It means a lot..." She could never tell him how much the simple act ever meant to her. He probably would never understand.

She placed her plate down and glanced back up at him with a smile. The small gesture made her genuinely happy for once in her life.

Lia smiled at him affectionately calming down a bit in his presence. He was trying at least and by the way he acted he didn't seem too much older than herself. It was always had to tell with demons ad he looked physically older, but he still grinned like a kid when happy. It was easier to tell if he really meant her harm or not. "I would love to," she replied, getting up after his lead. She gave a small stretch, nothing like he had and quietly awaited his next instructions. She would actually get to leave the room. That was a first for her.

"Lead the way."