"For all his physical beauty, nothing could compare to his voice. "It was smooth and mellifluous, but at the same time a little unnerving. There was power behind that voice, but by his quietly arrogant stance and features, he didn't see any reason at all to use it on me. I was too weak, and he wouldn't think of even making the effort. He didn't need to. His words alone could charm anyone into doing anything. His laugh was enough to almost hypnotize someone; it instantly put their mind at ease and gave them the impression that he was even being mildly affectionate. I resisted anyway, because somehow I knew this man was a demon." Inspired by a friend's dream, and her incredibly vivid description of it.