A very soft and honeyed voice came from a corner of the mysterious room they were in.

''Now, now. Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you...not anymore, at least.''

A woman was standing in the corner of the room. Taking a good look around, the girl would see that the room they were in was actually richly decorated with beautiful furniture and intriguing paintings on the wall. The woman herself was clothed in beautiful garments. Her clothes, while pretty, were normal. Yet the woman herself seemed out of this age somehow. Her behavior was all but natural, it was like...an aura emanating from her, even one of the simplest mind could feel. She walked up until she was right beside the girl and sat down on the bed. 

The bed had immaculate white sheets, and pillows ever so soft and comfortable. However...with closer inspection, the side opposite to where the woman sat down was covered in a thick red liquid that was, most likely, blood. 

''Shh, child. I know you have no recollection of what has happened, but trust me. You are safe now. You will slowly remember bit by bit what has happened, and you will be shocked, but do try to keep your calm. I do not want to have to hold you down myself.'' While speaking of her ever so soft voice, the woman extended her arm and caressed the girl's cheek with the back of her hand. Almost as a mother would do her child when feeling bad. 

''My name is Miranda Dusk. I am the Daeva Primogen of this city...but that doesn't mean anything to you at all, does it now?'' She said, sarcastically and with a small laugh. ''Yes, yes...'' she caressed the girl's hair ever so softly. ''We'll fix that, do not worry. I will tell you...everything. Just ask away...''