Sleepless Dragoness ← queen-seraphina
It'd been a few days, off and on of dozing off and tripping over her own two feet. At the castle, in the halls and anywhere around the place of royalty, the demon would be careful, hiding her eyes and focusing on her steps. She seemed a bit skinnier, though that was because she hadn't hunted for food and she still didn't trust the castle's completely.
A bandage was over her neck, bloodied but covering the scratched opened wound. She wouldn't rest until she passed out which, seemed to be coming quickly with how she had been training herself. Giving a deep breath, she slipped into the throne room. Her wear still of her usual long sleeved green tunic, her hair knotted and a complete mess. "You called, m'lady?"