D e m o n e s s T o s r y m
The woman gazes at the Prince, her eyes the color of drying blood.
"My name is Tosrym, I inhabit this realm." That is all she offers for an explanation. In the silence that follows, she watches the Prince's face darken with a deep scowl. He growls. "Why did you bring me here? And did you have anything to do with my sister's kidnapping?" Tosrym laughs, like she had before.
"I live off of chaos, I love it. Yes, I kidnapped your sister AND you. I also sent your worthless little vampire to feed off of your mother." This struck just the nerve she was hoping it would, but she only gives a coy smirk, clearly not worried.
"By the way, what's your name?"
P r i n c e A n g e l o
Angelo listens to Tosrym, then demands to know why he was there and if she was behind all the weird happenings. Upon hearing that she was, and that she had done more, even worse things, Angelo feels his anger shoot way up. It reaches his eyes and they shift from green to gold. "You will pay for this," he snarls, letting his nails grow to claws and his teeth turn lethally sharp. As for the question of his name, he does not reply. She probably already knew it.