*Faisor is annoyed by bite and drags Des to a little room*"If you didn't have Fabelle's protection you would be dead by now. Such Trash to enter this mansion"*shudders and ties Des to chair*

*starts to cry* "What did I ever do to deserve this?" *She looked up at Faisor as the tears rolled down her cheeks.* <I don't even know him...... Why is he doing this?>
*She starts crying harder.*

"No one can hear you cry girlie. I will release you in time so don't worry."*thinks for a bit*"Why are you and your fellow trash with Fabelle?"

"What do you mean?" *She sits and thinks for a moment.* <Me and my fellow trash...... why are we with Fabelle? Is he talking about Damion too?>

"Yes I mean that agresive idiot Damion as well. You wheren't with the group that entered so why her protection girl?"*Garasha enters and whiispers in ear*"and why did you fail to kill him?"

She glares at them both. "Because, I have a thing called guilt. And love, which appearantly neither of you have ever felt." She trys to sit up as straight as she can, even though we had been tied, she then notices something jabbing her back. It was the dagger. <Now, why didn't i feel that when i was sleeping?> She knew she had to staul them so she could use the dagger to try and cut the ropes. "Let's face it, you two have some grudges, don't you? You, I believe your name's Faisor. You like Fabelle.... yet, instead of letting her be happy with Damion, who she indeeds loves, you decide to tourment her. And Garasha, you dislike Damion because you're afraid he might gain some kind of power..... same with Fabelle. So tell me, why are you playing with a mortal when you could be plotting their dimise." She said, still trying to get the dagger in the right position. <considering i'm making this all up as I go..... ah crap... you can read minds. But you have to admit... there's probably some truth to that. Not too bad for a 17 year old mortal, eh?>

* Garsha grabs knife while Faisor speaks*"Sorry girlie but not quite going to let you go that easily. You can give us info or be used in varoius diffrent ways to our advantge. Fabelle should not be allowed to take for a husband someone outside the clan, paticurly as shes head of it. Only the elite live here. Fabelle will have power but I will make sure Damion dosn't"

*closes her eyes and starts crying again.* <Damion, Fabelle, please help me..... Oh please tell me you can hear me... please please please. Come on damn it, for once i want you to read my mind.> *she looks back up at Faisor and Garsha* "..... how long are you going to keep me here? When Damion goes to check on me, he'll see that i'm missing and become worried. You do realize that you two are the first people he'll think of."

"He is no match for us in a fight silly girl. Only fellow clan members can kill another, besides we have others who will ambush him if need be. He will have to die"*Faisor luaghs while Garsha looks slightly annoyed*

".... well, since i'm here, and it looks like you two are going to have to take care of me. I'm hungry. I need something to eat." She said, looking at Garsha.