Succubus Companions ch 2 pt 3

Seraphine looked around. “A screen or curtain would be nice,” she offered pointedly, sweeping her hand to demonstrate the lack of privacy.

Vician nodded, “I’ll see what I can do.” He looked around the room before meeting the demoness’ eyes. “Will you be alright for the night?”

Seraphine gave a rue chuckle. At the mage’s confused expression, she gave him a soft smile. “I’ll be fine,” she assured him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow then,” Vician informed her. He went to a spot near the middle of the unused side of the attic and pulled a ring in the floor revealing a trap door. He gave Seraphine a last look then climbed down what Seraphine assumed was a ladder.

It didn’t surprise her to hear the sound of metal latches and locks being slid into place when he pulled the door closed behind him. Somewhere in the back of her mind she found amusement in the irony that even as a prisoner she felt freer in that moment than at any point in her past. With a snort, she laid her bedroll out on the floor and sat down on it sorting through the fruit and cheese.