38) locked up

The Daemonium POV

“So it is with great honour that I introduce our newest member, Miss Kimberlee Mylean Ashyver.” 

The room erupts with applause as I end my speech. The wooden doors open to reveal her, in all her glory, at the entrance. All eyes turn to her. Why wouldn’t they. She is draped in a flowing white dress with gold trim. A Gold leaf crown braided into her hair and real gold dusted onto her cheeks. She looks like a Greek goddess. A vision. My vision. The missing ingredient for my wonderful concoction. 

She stops at the base of the dias and bows deeply. So different to the first time she appeared here. 

Once the music begins to play, I take her hand and lead her to the middle of the ballroom. 

We sweep around in a magnificent crescendo. 

“That ensemble is outstanding.” I lean in and whisper into her ear. 

“It should be,” she whispers back, “you chose