Aurelia moved through the corridors, her silver gown gliding behind her. She needed to look for books about Astrae. She was mere steps away from the library when a figure stepped into her path, blocking her way.
Tall, broad-shouldered, and exuding an air of effortless arrogance, the man regarded her with a smirk. He was devastatingly beautiful, with sharp features that marked him as a demon. His dark eyes swept over her slowly, appraisingly, as if she were something meant to be admired.
"It's a little late to be wandering these halls alone," he drawled, his voice rich with confidence.
Aurelia stiffened, keeping her posture poised. "I wasn't aware I needed permission."
His smirk widened. "Fiery. I like that." He stepped closer, deliberately slow, watching her reaction. "What's your name?"
She tilted her head slightly, feigning mild curiosity. "I don't see why that matters."
