Don't go.

Lia slowly wriggled. The strong arms her holding her like chains refused quite blatantly to let go. She struggled for another few minutes as the sun rose to make a line of light below the dark dawn sky.

It would be useless once Frank woke up for morning training with the knights. She had to sneak out before Frank woke up. Well, it wasn't much of a mystery that Frank hated when she left him or spent her time with others. But she had to go to the Brooklyn library to find Lucifer. He was the only person she knew now that could help with Miss Murray's treatment now.

Her eyes sparked blue as Frank slowly rose in the air. His grip never loosened though, making Lia rise in the air along with him.

Lia winced at that and pinched Frank on the arm in frustration. A little giggle drowsed in slumber escaped Frank as his grip loosened. Lia carefully used this chance and replaced herself with her dog who was already stationed under the bed and came out on her call.

She put on her dress and cape and looked at Frank, who was asleep while holding the dog, he was so jealous of, tightly. She chuckled and kissed him on the forehead.

"I'll be back," she said before jumping out of the window to her secret staircase that led to the back gardens.

Frank frowned a little and then went back to sleep, never having an idea of what had just happened.

The manikin touched Sylvia's hand to wake her up. Under the large tree in the woods, Sylvia looked at the glowing little creature near her hand and pouted.

"Took you a good while to come back," she said. "Two whole weeks, for god's sake. Was that brat planning some war or what that it took you so long?"

The manikin looked away uncomfortably for a second, then whispered in Sylvia's ear.

"What do you mean by that it isn't exactly war?" Sylvia asked with a twisted face showing her utter confusion.

The manikin giggled and twirled around Sylvia, showering her with glitters of light.

"That brat's company isn't doing you much good," Sylvia complained while dusting off the light from her shoulder. "What about him? Did you hear anything about him?"

The manikin turned somber as he sat down on her shoulder.

"Still no news, I see," Sylvia said with a bitter smile. "It's been forty years since I last saw him. He died twenty years ago, so he should either pass through here or he must be in that world somewhere. There is no way he would just disappear like that."

The manikin looked up at her face and slowly rubbed his face against her cheek.

"Are you comforting me?" Sylvia laughed and said," What would I do if you left me too, hahaha. I might die of boredom. Well, I'm already dead, so it matters little."

And as the sun rose higher and higher someone woke up in a room with a dog in his arms. While someone else was hurrying off to a library. And away from all these people, someone was standing in front of the main cave of the border dungeons.

The hooded figure looked up at the barrier of the dungeon. It was barely holding in the magic of the greater demon within the cave. He raised his hand and the barrier disappeared.

A little girl was playing near the rocks below the cave. She looked up at the black clouds escaping the cave and then at the hooded figure.

"Mister!!! It is about to rain!!" she called out to the hooded figure. "There are black clouds gathering!!! You should leave here!! Floods happen here every time it rains!!!"

The hooded figure jumped down in front of the little girl. The little girl, amazed at what she had seen, squealed in excitement.

"A clever little girl, are you?" the hooded figure said as it smiled.

"Yes, Mommy says I'm very clever and intelligent," the proud little girl said. "My papa brought me lots of books when I came first in my class."

"Is that so?" the hooded figure listened as the clouds above them grew thicker. "Seeing how you're all smiles, you must've lived a happy life."

The girl turned her sideways in confusion.

"It would be a shame to let such a happy person die here," the hooded figure said while picking up the girl. " We should leave here, I'll take you to your mommy and papa. Tell them to leave this town as soon as possible."

"But why? Our house is here, why should we leave?" the little girl asked.

"Tell them a demon is coming," the hooded figure said before disappearing along with the girl.

The place became filled with those black clouds as blood rain started to pour. The vegetation burned as if poured over with acid and the ground sizzled.

Raymond looked at the sky and then back at the lady sitting in front of him.

"You look as beautiful as you ever do," Raymond said.

"Quite a fancy way to tell me that I look like I always do," Constance chuckled.

"Let's say that's just how you are, always breathtakingly beautiful," Raymond said pouring over tea for her.

"You are unnaturally amicable today, I hope you're not planning to go somewhere far after this," Constance remarked amusingly. " They say people behave more nicely when they are about to leave."

"Where would I go leaving My lord and my sweet lady here?" Raymond said.

"It makes me happy that you added the word 'sweet' for me," Constance blushed a little.

"Well, it won't exactly suit my lord if I called him sweet by any means," Raymond said with a disgusted look.

Constance burst into laughter and said," That would be quite a look on his face, I bet. Try calling him sweet when you go back today."

"You seem convinced that I would go back at all," Raymond said holding Constance's hand.

"Will you not, perhaps?" Constance asked, holding his back. She looked into his eyes as if silently shouting at him to not go.

"Shall I not?" Raymond kissed her hand and asked.

"Don't," was all the reply he needed and had.