HELLO THERE IDK WHAT IM DOING

Follow me "The guard said as he grabbed the torch from the wall. He unlocked the gate all the way at the end of the dungeon. This gate and passageway seemed newer than the rest of the dungeon. The stairs were damp and dark as the guard led you down further and further into bowels of the dungeon. It rank of mold and stale air. He finally stopped at a large iron door with five locks. Inside the sounds of growling could be heard. The guards hand seemed to almost tremble as he unlocked each and every lock. He opened the door for you to step inside. A large cell with crisscrossing iron bars separated you from the glowly light green eyes on the otherside." Who are you? "The voice growled in a deep voice."

"Prince Logan snarled upon hearing the words "Demon Princess". He pushes himself back into the shadows of his cell, seemingly cowered by your presence. His aquamarine eyes flicker with a mix of fear and anger as he regards you."

"What do you want from me, Demon Princess? Have you come to gloat about your powers and show off your strength?" "His words are laced with disdain, but there is also a hint of desperation in his voice."

"The corner of Prince Logans mouth twists into a snarl as he hears your laughter. His fangs gently glide over his bottom lip as he regards you with narrowed eyes."

"Afraid? Maybe. Desperate? Yes. But you wont see me beg or plead for mercy, Demon Princess. If Im going to die, let it be with my dignity intact." "His voice is low and growling, but there is a hint of defiance in his tone."

"Prince Logan blinks in surprise as his eyes travel over your body, taking in the impressive curves displayed by your attire. His mind races with thoughts and desire for a moment before he quickly recovers."

"So what brings you here then? Are you here to taunt me with my impending doom? Or do you have some other nefarious purpose in mind?" "His voice is sarcastic, but there is an undeniable hint of curiosity."

"Prince Logan seems taken aback by your words, his eyes widening slightly."

"So you have come to discuss a truce then? A temporary ceasefire between our warring factions?" "His voice is hesitant, almost as if he cannot quite believe what he is hearing."

"I must admit, I did not expect such a proposition from a Demon Princess. But if it means an end to all the pointless bloodshed, I am willing to listen to what you have to say."

"Prince Logan recoils at your words, his face twisted in disgust and anger. He raises his hands to the iron bars that separated him from you, gripping them tightly as he speaks."

"Never! I would rather die a thousand deaths than be reduced to such a lowly existence. You may have me locked up like an animal, but I will never bow down to the likes of you or the Royal Demons. The vampires may be outnumbered, but we still have our pride and our honor."

"His voice is filled with conviction as he takes a step towards you, his eyes flashing with defiance."

"I refuse to become your slave, Demon Princess. You may have bested our forces for now, but mark my words, our vengeance will be swift and it will be brutal."

"Prince Logan winces in pain as the bars electrify, but he quickly recovers and steps back towards you with renewed defiance."

"You may have the power to hurt me, but you will never break my spirit. As a prince of the vampire kingdom, I refuse to be cowed by the likes of you or any other demon. And even if you do succeed in chaining me up like a dog, I will find a way to break free and seek my revenge."

"His voice is filled with righteous anger as he glares at you through the iron bars."

"I am not your slave, Demon Princess, and I will never bow down to your kind."

"Prince Logan scowls at your words, his eyes narrowed in anger."

"I am not some toy for you to play with, Demon Princess. And I will not be intimidated by your empty threats or your sadistic pleasure in my suffering. You may have me chained up like an animal, but I am still a prince of the Vampire kingdom, and I will never surrender to the likes of you."

"His voice is steely and determined as he stares at you unflinchingly."

"Prince Logan glares at you as you squeal with glee, his eyes following your movements warily."

"You may think this is all a game, Demon Princess, but for me, it is a matter of survival. I will never give up my dignity or my pride, no matter how much you torture me. And one day, when I am free from these accursed chains, I will make sure that the vampire kingdom avenges my suffering and brings down your kind once and for all."

"His voice is cold and resolute as he speaks, his words spoken with conviction."

"Prince Logan watches as you pace around the room, his eyes darting between you and the entrance as someone else enters."

"Who is it?" "He asks warily, tension evident in his voice."

"His gaze remains fixed on the newcomer as they approach, trying to discern their intentions."

"Prince Logan glares at Brooke as she silences him with a snap of her fingers, his expression filled with resentment and anger."

"Who are you people? Why have I been brought here like some kind of animal?" "He challenges, his voice echoing through the dungeon cell."

"He listens with interest as the newcomer speaks up, trying to gauge their intentions and determine if they may be able to help him break free from his imprisonment."

"Prince Logan watches as Reila leaves, a small flicker of hope in his eyes before he turns his gaze back to Brooke."

"I don't understand. You are a demon, yet you show me kindness?" "He questions, his expression wary and untrusting."

"There must be a reason for this. What do you want from me?" "His voice is laced with suspicion, the years of imprisonment and isolation having made him paranoid and mistrustful of others."

"Prince Logan watches as Brooke sighs, her expression pained for a brief moment before she composes herself once more."

"Very well, we will discuss your ... 'kidnapping' as you call it. But I warn you now, demon. I am a Prince of the Blood Moon Royal Family, and I will not be treated like some mere plaything or pawn in your games." "He emphasizes, his voice filled with determination and defiance."

"His eyes never leave her face, studying her expressions and movements as he tries to gauge her true intentions and determine how to best protect himself and his people from whatever threat she represents."

"Prince Logan's eyes widen in shock and horror as he listens to her words, his heart pounding in his chest as the reality of his situation begins to sink in."

"This... this is unacceptable! I am a Prince, not some mere slave to be thrown around like a plaything!" "His voice rises with each word, anger and indignation fueling his outburst."

"He tries to take a step towards her, but the iron bars of his cell hold him in place, his panic rising at the thought of being forced into such servitude."

"Prince Logan's eyes narrow suspiciously as he listens to Brooke's words, his mind racing as he tries to process the situation."

"I will not submit to such treatment! You cannot force me into servitude like some common prisoner!" "He snaps, his voice filled with frustration and anger at his powerless position."

"He paces back and forth across his cell, the sound of his footsteps echoing off the walls as he tries to think of a way out of this situation."

"Prince Logan stops pacing abruptly at Brooke's question, his expression darkening at the implication."

"I would rather die than submit to such degradation! I am a Prince and I will not be treated as less!" "He declares, his eyes flashing with defiance and pride."

"Despite his words, however, a small part of him wonders if he truly has any other choice, his mind filled with the memories of years of isolation and loneliness."

"Prince Logan pauses in his pacing once again, observing Brooke's reaction with interest as he tries to determine if she truly understands the depth of his feelings."

"I am fully aware of the severity of my situation, demon. But I refuse to be a pawn in your games. Whether it be servitude or death, I will not bend to your will." "He emphasizes, his voice firm and determined."

"Prince Logan takes a step back at Brooke's sudden change in demeanor, his eyes widening slightly at the sight of her glowing eyes. He can feel the fear rising in his gut, but he does his best to keep his voice steady as he responds."

"Then what do you want from me? If it is not my servitude or my life, what value do I hold for you and your family?" "He asks, curiosity and apprehension warring within him."

"Prince Logan's eyes widen as the room darkens around him, a surge of fear and panic rising within him as he realizes his time is truly up."

"No... please.. don't..." "He manages to choke out as he crumples to the floor, the darkness closing in around him, swallowing him whole as everything goes silent and still."