Livia stood up all snarky and pointed her finger at Luka. "You! Fleabag! Go on all four and carry me on your back! That's an order." Luka snarled at her and looked around to seek support... but his eyes soon mellowed as he realized everybody was avoiding his gaze and he hid his fangs.
Livia continued... "I don't care... if I die, she will too." She lowered her glare with a menacing sparkle in her eyes. Luka slowly lowered his body and listened to her order. Livia was right, Petrona would die, if something happened to her.
Demyan kept silent. Mirko looked back and forth and couldn't believe what was unfolding in front of him. Adrik only threw fiery daggers Livia's way. He leaned against the wall with his arms folded and looked at unconscious Viridi. Wouldn't it be really better if Petrona would choose him?
The next early morning Livia swarmed into Demyan's bedroom. She jumped into his bed waking him up and wrapped her arms around his neck. Annoyed he sat up when Livia took the chance and kissed him. He pushed her away.
She played it on her safe side. "Well, I guess, I won't give that lowly maid any food today." Demyan flinched. He lowered his guard and let her do as she pleased. Livia began to passionately kiss his lips, which on the contrary his didn't move. She egged him on, that she would give her food, but she would consider about the water.
Demyan sighed and lifted his hand touching Livia's face and kissing her back, even when it wasn't out of his own desires. This whole interaction was witnessed by Adrik who appeared from the wall next to the window. Livia almost jumped out of her skin. She got scared and began to point and berate Adrik for interrupting their bonding time.
On the other hand, Demyan was thankful for his sudden appearance. He didn't know how long he could go on with that. Luka and Mirko were sent by Livia on a mission, so she could hog Demyan just by herself. She didn't know what she should do about Adrik, because he always came at the most inappropriate time, when she tried to be intimate with Demyan.

By the evening she demanded to share the bed with Demyan. He was horrified, but couldn't say no. Every time he tried, she would blackmail him with Petrona's life. When the night came and the door of his bedroom closed, she was wearing some skimpy sleeping attire. Demyan wasn't really pleased and he was constantly averting his eyes.
Livia on the other hand was displeased. They both lay down in bed with Demyan trying to keep his distance. Despite the bed being huge and he lay on the far end, Livia was glued to his back. She was pressing her breasts against him. Some kind of seduction attempt. He didn't respond to it.
Livia got frustrated and slowly slid her hand down the bed sheet from his chest, through his belly... down. He grabbed her hand and pulled it away. Livia began with her blackmail game once again, just to achieve her goals.
Demyan came up with something, that could buy him time. For few seconds he stayed silent and looked out of the window across the forest towards Petrona's former room. "We will do it... after the wedding. It's a custom after all." He looked back at Livia.
She was frustrated, because she wanted to bind him to her, but getting pregnant, but she could wait. She was very arrogant and sure about herself. They can't find that wench of a female human anyway and the wedding will take place in just few days, so she agreed, lay down in bed, covered herself, and slept. Silently Demyan sight out of relief.

What Livia didn't know, Luka with Mirko sent someone else instead of them to fulfill their mission and joined forces with Viridi to find and rescue Petrona. Adrik agreed with them to crush Livia's every attempt to take over Demyan's life.
He did it in a moderate way so she wouldn't get too suspicious. Despite ordering everybody around, she had some kind of respect from him, because he was a demon after all. The undercover mission had to be done without anybody in the vampire empire noticing, because they could be prosecuted for treason, since they work tight together with the Goblin Prince.

The next night Demyan entered Livia's bed chambers. This time she wore even skimpier sleeping clothes with a deep decoltage decorated with a heavy-looking foresty green gem. Demyan looked around.
Her bedroom was fluffy and most importantly PINK. Very unusual color for a vampire woman, but still there were so many shades of it. The big bed had a canopy, the pillows were covered by fine pinkish fur. She had a lot of chests where she stored her dresses and a big beautiful wooden table with a huge mirror decorated with the same stone that she had on her neck. Weird, but whatever.
Livia quickly jumped towards the window and drew shut the curtains. She hoped that tonight Adrik wouldn't disturb them in their "lovy-dovey" time. Slowly candle by candle she was blowing them out and left just few burning, claiming to create a more romantic atmosphere. Demyan entered the room and looked around.
Livia made her necklace and the mirror to glow green. He was puzzled by what he saw and was questioning it. Livia waved him off, that she wanted to add more light and color to that room. He rolled his eyes on her. She nudged Demyan.
He internally sighed... stepped closer to Livia, wrapped his arm around her waist, and brought her closer. He raised his arm and took her face into the palm of his right hand. He looked her into her eyes for few seconds, then gave her a passionate, and long kiss.
Livia satisfied asked him. "So...?" Demyan at first kept silent as he would gulp his own tongue, but then... "Tonight you look beautiful, you should dress like this every night from now on..." He presented her with a little smile. Livia still waited for something more and hinted with her eyes. Demyan opened his mouth to answer. "I love you!"

Livia hugged him tightly with one arm around his waist and the other around his neck looking behind him into the mirror smirking menacely.