This demoness is hot! Her sapphire eyes coupled with fine, light-brown skin and the gold and black streaks of hair escaping her nun hood thingy makes for a stunning image.
I have no complaints about her putting on my pajamas, none whatsoever.
Ok, let's calm down now Julian turn if the horny. You can't even get a boner yet. For now, take a look around ok?
I repress my messed-up mind, and look around the lavish bedroom I find myself in.
Being at least 60 square meters wide and 4 meters tall, the room is gigantic and filled to the brim with intricately carved wooden furniture with golden accents and ornate porcelain decore.
This is a room fit for royalty. Like, goddamn if this is my new parent's room then I hit the jackpot! Let's see what they are like.
There they are.
Dwayne 'the rock' Johnson is that you?
behind the devilish woman sitting next to a luxurious bed with a gold and jewel filled canopy sits an extremely burly man with his back to me holding tightly a dainty, delicate hand in his.
My supposed dad has long black hair tied in a bun and is getting on in years judging by the grey streaks that populate his hair.
Even so, the man is a mountain of muscle. Even his loose-fitting robe can't hide his clearly defined brawn.
The loose robe he's wearing is crimson like the women's but also has some really awesome embroidery of a three-headed rabbit on the back.
Good fashion sense, my guy.
I mean, it's a weird choice but still cool-looking.
"Waaaeee Weeeee Waaaa"
Wanting to see my mother hidden behind the demon nannies back. I signal through my best baby speak and signing that I want to see her, but instead of turning for me to see her the nanny proceeds to hold me in a way that I can't even see my dad and turns to speak to him.
"Doqueka, waz me qui facere de chid?"
"VEARINKER! ila diriga ia puera de me!"
Hold on! NO! I don't want to leave! After my father's potent response, even the demon is flustered and quickly leaves the room with me, leaving me in the dark about my mother.
Just before leaving the room though I hear a sound. Does it sound like crying? I try to see but the nanny is an expert at obscuring a baby's vision.
This is odd, the way the man held that dainty hand and how he wouldn't look at me add to that the sound of mourning. I am getting a bad feeling.
But for now, I have a kidnapping to focus on. This nanny won't let me see my mother and instead rushes me out of my father's mansion.
Just you wait, when I can speak that weird language from before I'll demand a good explanation.
Seemingly sensing my venomous gaze directed at her. The nanny looks down at me with the same kind eyes as before and smiles at me.
"Tamirte."
That sounded apologetic...
Hmph! Don't think a simple apology will work on me. I can hold grudges, Lady!
As we leave the mansion we arrive in an immense garden filled with all kinds of flowers and vegetation and a beautiful big fountain with three sculpted rabbit heads spewing water in the middle.
This guy likes rabbits, huh.
My nanny lies me down on a table in shade on a terrace on the right of the exit with a good view of the fountain and garden and hurries back into the mansion.
Five minutes later, she comes out with a wooden stroller.
Yay! I loved those as a kid. Thank you, Ma'am.
Wait, no I mean fuck you bitch. You didn't let me see my mother. You are the worst evil! I will never forgive you. This is the least I deserve from you. Hmph!
After lifting me into the stroller she gets a bottle of milk out of her pocket and pulls down the stroller's canopy and off we go.
For the first 20 minutes or so of the trip, we seemed to go downhill, but I can't be sure since I don't see anything with the canopy down, but at least I got some refreshing shade.
It's really hot out here.
Afterward, we seem to arrive in a bustling town judging from all the voices. Five minutes later we stop and the devil opens up the canopy with a smile on her face.
"Hix ecspeita."
After telling me something that she should know I don't understand she goes inside the building we stopped in front of.
It seems like a mosque, giving off a righteous feel, but who cares. I got my cold milk and that's all I care about.
Come to think of it how is this milk still cold? the bottle is just a normal glass bottle. This must be magic.
I examine the bottle and sure enough underneath the bottle is a faintly glowing letter of sorts. This really is a fantasy world!
After another 2 minutes of cold milk sucking, my nanny comes out with another nun-like dressed woman. Her attire was crimson too but seemed to be made of a lesser fabric than the demon's.
The demoness crouches down to my height and gives me a big affectionate smile, but I could see some sadness deep in her eyes.
"Esb Corninaq dona kyvenie."
After those words, she stands back up and says a few words to the new nun and walks away, confirming my premonition of her last words were a goodbye.
"Waaaaaa Wwaaaaaa Waaeeeeeee"
Hey no! don't you dare leave! With a powerful baby speak, I never thought I could muster I try to make her stay but her steps keep getting further and further away, while the new nun picks up the stroller and carries me up the stairs of the church enlarging the distance.
She left me.
To think that I almost forgave her for her transgressions. Not even another bottle of cold milk can win back this devil's soul. Although if it were chocolate milk...
No, not even then she is pure evil.