Sentinel Demon King was Goran’s prisoner, Sophie had wanted and needed to see him. The compulsion had been so strong; she hadn’t been able to fight it. Risking punishment if she was caught, she’d snuck into the dungeon, the one place where she knew she couldn’t wander. Especially when prisoners were being held.
Kristoff’s appearance had shocked her. Although she’d seen human women, he was the first male she remembered seeing who appeared to be human. Sure, he was actually a Sentinel demon and a demigod, but from what she’d heard, most Sentinels were once human, and they stayed in the same physical form after they became a Sentinel.
Even confused, Kristoff had been so handsome, so different from the male Evils. It had been a shock when she’d realized that she could hear his thoughts, and that she could speak to him in her mind. Following her instincts, she’d followed him into his dreams, and been able to block his usual nightmares, let him sleep a dreamless sleep.
She’d had to leave him or risk discovery. There was no way for her to free him. But after the visit, Sophie had tried to protect him every chance she had. Unfortunately, she’d been out of it for a while because Goran had drained her, and she wasn’t even certain how long she’d been unconscious.
I’m here. I’m sorry. My energy was taken from me. But I’m back now.
Sophie sent the message through the channel that she knew instinctively only she and Kristoff shared.
There was silence for a moment before he answered.
You were drained? Are you one of the captive radiants? Are you here in the demon realm?
He sounded lost and confused. Sophie’s heart ached for the pain he’d been through, and it was one of the only emotions she’d let touch her in a very long time.
Yes. I’m the only one who ever survives for very long. I don’t know why.
He answered quicker this time.
I know why. You’re a special radiant, one with a latent power. Are you alone now?
She nodded sadly and swallowed hard, even though she knew Kristoff couldn’t see her.
Yes. The other women are all…gone.
His answer came back stronger.
Fuck! Damn Goran to Hell!
She replied drily.
He’s already in demon Hell.
Kristoff was quiet for a moment before he answered with a slightly amused reply.
Are you really here, or am I so damn lost to reality that I’m hallucinating?
Sophie knew what the demons were capable of, and she knew they wanted Kristoff as weak and as close to dead as he could possibly get. He was a powerful Sentinel, the king with the powers of a demigod, and he was a threat unless he was totally incapacitated.
However, having the Sentinel king was a valuable asset to the Evils until they totally won the wars that was going on in the human realm. With no leader, no demigod to help them, the Sentinels were bound to lose their fight.
I’m real, Kristoff. The room where I stay lies just above you. I visited you briefly, but you were exhausted. You didn’t know I was there. For some reason, I can speak to you now telepathically. I can guard you from some of the mental torment the demons are bombarding you with. But once I was drained by Goran, I was unconscious. I don’t know how long I was out. I’m sorry I left you.
He sent his next message quickly.
It’s not your fault. How long have you been here?
Sophie shuddered as she replied.
Forever. I don’t remember my life in the human realm. All I know is what I’ve been able to overhear from the demons and from the poor radiants who are brought here to die.
His tone was gruff as he sent a reply.
Don’t. Don’t feel responsible. You’re a prisoner just like they were. I wish there was some way for me to get the hell out of here and help my Sentinels.
The fact that he appeared to want out of the demon realm just to help his men with the battle didn’t escape her notice.
“But the other women always die and I don’t,” Sophie muttered to herself, unwilling to put anything more on