Wounded

        Sallaria groaned as she slowly returned to consciousness. Her body ached and she could have sworn that she had one to maybe a few broken bones. The last thing she remembered before passing out from pain was being captured by an Ogre in Nagrand and beaten for apparently being a 'bad slave'. Where ever she was, the room was lit by a few torches, and was surprisingly very comforting by the warmth that radiated around the room. But something bothered her; her Demonic senses were on high alert, and she kept on picking up the faint scent of Twilight Jasmine. She knew that she had smelled that scent before, but could not remember where.

        "Ah, good," came a deep voice "you are awake, I was starting to worry..." came the voice once more, only this time it carried a slight echo to it. Sallaria, to her best ability, craned her neck so she could see who the voice belonged to. It sounded so familiar to the point that her Demonic senses were going crazy. Upon resting her eyes on a silhouetted form standing in the doorway, Sallaria picked up the scent of Twilight Jasmine once more, only this time, it was stronger. The figure stepped into the room after a few moments, the dim, amber light from the torches, revealed the mysterious figure that smelled of Twilight Jasmine. Sallaria felt her body seize as her fel-green eyes met the glowing violet eyes of the only person she had hoped to never run across, Niros.

        Disobeying her body's want to lay still, she shot upwards, the soft fur blankets falling from her, revealing her half bare torso that was covered in Hexweave bandages. How dare that bastard touch her after all that he had done to her in Pandaria. Some parts of the bandages were stained with her blood. Sallaria cried out in pain as her rib cage shifted, causing all of her strength to wain, and rooting her to the bed where she laid.

        "Try not to move," Niros said with a sigh "you have a few broken ribs and a fractured sternum thanks to that Ogre..." he added as he cautiously stepped closer to the wounded Warlock.

        "Don't you dare come any closer!" Sallaria hissed "You've ruined my life after what you did to me!" she hissed, her eyes taking on a Demonic aspect, a sign that she was on the verge of transforming, not something deemed wise for someone in her condition.

        "I mean you no harm Sallaria," Niros said in a calm tone, but the echo in his voice was still enough to make shivers go down your spine. He stepped in front of a lone chair, moving it across from Sallaria before sitting down.

        "Am I suppose to believe that after what you did to me?!" Sallaria growled "You violated me. And because of what you did, Lythnar won't even look at me. You used me for your diabolic plan" Sallaria's eyes started to swell with tears as the memories of Pandaria entered her mind. She was a fool then. Believing that Lythnar had actually came to Pandaria to see her, when in fact it was Niros in disguise.

        Niros sighed in response, crossing his arms over his chest as he studied the injured Warlock in front of him. He felt something strange starting to swell up inside him, but it was replaced in a flash by rage,

        "Maybe I should have left you in your own pool of blood!" he growled as he stood up, the chair scraping across the floor "After all, You are the one person who is always an obstacle in my plans!" Niros hissed as he stepped towards Sallaria, making her flinch as he leaned in close, grabbing hold of her jaw, his nose mere inches from hers, "You should be at least thankful that I made sure that your son still has his mother," Niros said before letting go of Sallaria's jaw and stepping back a few steps.

        Sallaria sighed, moving her arms as best as she could to rest across her torso,

        "I haven't seen my son since I returned from Pandaria..." Sallaria muttered "all because of what you did to me, Lythnar didn't want Sallnar to be around anything that associated with you..." More tears began to swell in her eyes, causing her whole frame to quiver. Niros's black heart dropped at the sight at the broken Warlock. All he could do was sigh and move to sit beside her on the bed. He wasn't the type for sympathy, but he felt compelled to show her some.

        "I...Never knew..." was all he could manage to say before letting out a deep, heavy sigh.

        "It's been three years," Sallaria muttered "you would think I would at least been able to see him before he started his schooling..." she murmured. She stiffened when Niros had placed his arm over her shoulder to comfort her. This wasn't normal to him, he felt odd. Why did he suddenly feel the urge to comfort the woman he counted as his enemy? They stayed like that for who knew how long. When Niros went to check on her, he fund that she had fallen back asleep. He gently moved her until she was laying down, moving the fur blankets up to her shoulders before standing. He wasted no time in reaching the doorway. He needed to do something to shake the awful feeling he felt sharing a tender moment with this woman. He needed to torture, kill, or manipulate something in hopes to shake off the feeling that had settled over him. With one last look over his shoulder, he snapped his fingers and extinguished the torches before stepping out of the room, the door gently shutting behind him.

        Waiting on the end of the hall, was his minion, Nyx, a Twilight Dragon in the guise of a Night elf. Niros sighed and looked to his pet,

        "Keep watch on her, guard her and prevent her from escaping..." Niros ordered "I need to go do somethings and will be back within a few hours..." he added.

        Nyx bowed his head at his master,

        "And should she grow hungry?" he asked, hoping his master wouldn't lash out at him.

        "Give her some bread, cheese or fruit and call it good," Niros replied "She is not to leave that room, not even to relieve herself, there is a chamberpot in the corner should she require to relieve herself. If she asks any questions concerning me or my plans, remain silent, do you understand me?" Niros asked in a stern tone.

        "Yes, my master," Nyx said as he placed his fist over his heart "I understand perfectly," he added.

        "Good," Niros made a shooing gesture "Now go and keep watch, I will be back within a few hours," Niros added before vanishing in a cloud of shadow.