@never-surrender || Aurelia starter
She wanted what? Raphael almost laughed, though kept his composure. Haarlep's new play thing had ventured into his House of Hope a few times now. At first, he had allowed his personal incubus to have their fun. It wasn't uncommon that there were guests within his home. Haarlep--frustratingly--enjoyed inviting others as well. Sometimes, it was opportunistic, and whatever prey Haarlep had caught, became a corrupted soul, his for the taking. Every now and again, some were too bold, and became a feast for his incubus. Some, however... surprised him.
Auriela was an interesting party to his home, but one that Raphael had kept his eye on--as he did with anyone who entered his domain. Tied to the tadpoled vampire, Astarion, this could, indeed, be advantageous. If they didn't wish to take his little deal, then perhaps having a hostage, or sacrificial lamb, would be a better threat.
"My dear, are you quite certain you realise what you are asking of me?" he stated, his expression caught between outright insulted that she would even consider herself worthy of his boons, and intrigue to what this could mean for him. It wasn't like he didn't have pacts with others. The more faithful that flocked to him, the better.
"You would be giving yourself up to me. Oh, yes, you would still have your autonomy and freedoms, but know this: you would. Be. Mine."
