Her sister decided that she should let her rest, so after staying for half an hour to make sure, Lizzie left her sisters room after "tucking her in". Ravens biggest fear was that she would go back there, but she almost wanted to. The curiosity was too much. She let herself drift into sleep.

Back in the black surroundings, she waited for a scream, but nothing came. Suddenly a dim light lit the area. She could now see her full form. Her bosoms were barely covered at the top, she had short black hair that waved, waved as much as it could anyway. Her midriff was showing, however there was no fat hanging over the edge like she was expecting. It was almost as if she had been made "perfect", however she knew that a demon was anything but. She had wings that stretched behind her, and she furled them up, thinking that it might help her look more normal. She suddenly felt her wings disappear, and she was sitting before what only could be described as a throne. A dark, handsome man sat on the throne, looking down on her, almost with a sense of amusement. She nearly growled with anger as she looked at him, she couldn't fathom why he had brought her here. Why would he want a Gothic human girl sitting at his feet? "Who are you, and why have you brought me here?' She hissed. He looked at her, with a slight tinge of.. an emotion she couldn't read. Malice? Anger? He looked just like a human, so his expressions should be easy to read. But, they weren't. "I wanted to see you, after all you are one of us" He said this almost as if it was obvious. " I am a human, that is all I am, that is all I will ever be", She said it, but she was uncertain. She should have suspected that something was different about her. Why would a hot demon king want her here? Why did she call him hot?! This place was clouding her judgement. He finally said "I can see you are confused, Let me explain".