His radio-like voice is the one that haunt her in her sleep. Feeling as if she's heard it her entire life, yet she hasn't. Only in her nightmares. With his hand gripped around her throat pinning her against the wall, she struggles against him. He growls in annoyance.
"Was, it-it you?" She grunts out, trying to stay calm in such a horrid situation. He now looks confused. Her eyes water as he gently releases her.
"Has it been you who has (hiccup) who has been causing tho-those nightmares?" She cries out, tears streaming down her face.
"Now now, don't cry my dear. That'll just excite me even more," He coos to her. Her eyes widen. His large smile stays but as he clears his throat as if he's holding back from something.
"Pardon my rudeness, my name is Alastor," He says, bowing down towards her level. She wipes at her face, now confused more to why he's being so, kind? Gentlemen-likeness? He takes her hand, giving it a slight kiss before taking notice of the ring on her finger. He goes rigged. Without letting go of her hand, he stares at her ring with intensity. His grip tightens, causing her to whine. He let go standing fully back up staring her down.
"And what is your name?" He asks, sounding more off than before.
"E-Elisabeth sir," She says. He takes in a sharp breath.
"Elizabeth... what a beautiful name." He mumbles to himself, his smiling reducing by the slightest. He looks around the room intrigued with the placements of paintings, cross stitch, and crafts around her room.
"Why are you here?" She asks him for the third time that night. He sighs loudly.
"Well, I was going to kill you, but you have pieked my interest my dear. Now, may I ask where you have gotten that ring of yours?" He says, backing up but still stiffened with an uneasy feeling. She messes with the red ring on her finger and she nervously looks at Alastor.
"I, I don't really know. I've had it for as long as I can remember." She said to him. She had tensed up when he said he was planning on killing her. But what did he mean by peaking his interest? He nods now lost in his own thoughts. He nods before suddenly getting awfully cheery.
"Well then. You are safe tonight deary. Now I must be on my way. This was an intriguing night tonight, know I will be back." He says with a whole heartedly laugh. She watches as he disappears, now leaving her in her room alone and in the dark.
Whoever he was, she felt as if this wasn't the first time they met. And she had a feeling he felt it as well.
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He Was Always There(Alastor)
Romance(Art not mine) Abandoned at a young age, she was taken in by a certain demon who had other intentions. Elizabeth felt as if she was missing a piece of her and her life after she was 12, but she could never figure it out. One night she was encountere...
