No, she's tied too tight.

Escape (Unarmed Strike) vs. DC 21. 1d20+4=15. Failure.
What does she become aware of after her failure? Fate Roll: Meanings - Descriptors. 2d100=75, 16. Something offensively cute. Ok lol.
Is the thing nasty (despite being sort of offensively cute)? Fate Roll: Fate Chart, 50/50 (CF 3). 1d100=02. **** yes! Yikes. Content Warning: body horror (mouth/teeth)

Gilia struggles with the bindings for a few seconds, attempting to twist, burst, or slip from them, but it does no good. She gives up, chest heaving from exertion, and lies there on the rug.

Just then, she hears singing.

I haven't decided her language skills specifically. Does she speak Fey? Fate Roll, Fate Chart: Very Unlikely (CF 3). 1d100=85. **** no.

Gilia rolls over, looking for the source of the singing. It's a high-pitched, warbling voice that seems weirdly...ominous. As she looks around, she sees a tiny, winged figure flit in through one of the windows, and her eyes widen in horror.

The creature could be cute, in an ugly kind of way. It's a tiny little pink-skinned critter about six inches high with big bat-like ears, raggedy wings, and a face-splitting grin. Unfortunately its only clothing seems to be a large canine stuck through one of its ears like a piercing, and it's carrying a set of crude, but overly large (for it, which means normal sized) pliers. As it looks toward Gilia its eyes widen in glee and it cackles something, clacking the pliers together. Gilia's eyes widen and she redoubles her efforts to escape. She strains against the ropes, but they don't give at all, and she just exhausts herself. "H-Hey!" she calls desperately. "I'm sure we don't need to - do - whatever it is you're...no! Get away!!"

She tries to roll away as the little creature flits toward her, pliers snapping. "HELP!" The creature lands on her chest and tries to jam the pliers into her mouth; when she clamps her mouth shut, it chitters and turns them, reaching down and clamping down on her nipple. Gilia lets out a howl of pain and the little demon takes its chance to jam the pliers into her mouth, close them on a tooth, and yank. Gilia screams as she feels the iron tang of blood in her mouth, and the asshole fey chitters in delight. "HEEEHHHP!" she screams. "EHEEUN!"