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Lillith took Liandra to Nocternian lands, just across the border with Luxius. There she was brought to a fortress called “demonhold”. Wherever Liandra looked she saw demon soldiers obeying the will of their Nocternian masters. The outer edges of the fort was populated by the demonic minions, ready to fight and throw away their lives when any attack was to happen.
Inside the fort lived the Nocternians. Most of them were either demonologists or personal servants to the demonologists.

Lilith brought her to a room of her own, high up in a tower. It was a nice room, fit for a princess. With a bed, table, chairs and all the other luxuries a princess would require.
“This shall be your room during your stay.” Lillith said.
“How long shall you keep me here?” Liandra asked the blond demonologist.
Lillith smirked. “Depends how long it’ll take for prince Mortimer to no longer be interested in you.”
Liandra became worried.
“And how long will that take?”
“That could take quite a while.” Lillith said.
She then walked up to Liandra and caressed her face. “But it can also take very few time.”