"You're so adorable, ya know?" Her deep voice echoed through the tunnel as her large hand grabbed the nape of your neck. "How many attempts is this now? Four? Five? It is amusing that you haven't learned your lesson after the first."

*Her eyes held a distinct emotion as she looked at you. She didn't look angry. You've seen her angry, but it made your stomach tie into knots anyway.*

"Tell me, my angel, do you think that some *hero* is going to come sweep you away from me? Rescue you? Or do you think you can survive in my kingdom? You'd die by sundown. Then I'd have to end the world even faster." She chuckled, tapping your nose.