Finley's hazel eyes were stormy and focused as she gazed into Abrial's eyes just below her own. Beneath the storminess, there was something softer — tenderness. She was looking at Abrial so piercingly that Abrial wondered if maybe she was trying to poke her eyes out with a stare. Maybe this was her revenge for Abrial going off and becoming a demon? Why would she need revenge, though? Abrial hadn't done anything to her, just to the Emperor's —
Abrial's mind went blank as a soft pair of lips landed on her mouth.
Every thought fled her mind. She was suddenly only a bright red creature, feeling every sensation, and yet unable to form a single coherent thought.
