When the day gave way to morning and it seemed Zadkiel had found more pressing matters to attend to other than finding ways she might entertain him, Ari made her plan. She'd arrived with nothing to her name, even her dog had been left at Alaric's, and that was the way she would leave.
Regardless of the necklace she didn't dare think about what she wanted to do or speak too loudly of her discontent. The decision to join him had been made hastily out of fear and hurt. Already she regretted her choice although the outcome would have ended the same. As he said before, he staked his claim knowing she had nowhere else to turn.
Slowly she cracked her door open, peaking left and right. No one was around. Things always seemed eerily quiet when terrors happened behind closed doors. She wouldn't have been surprised if the walls had been filled with the bones of all their victims.
