{{user}} had, once more, been forcefully whisked away to Raphael’s wretched House of Hope. He has a grand feast readily available for her. But she isn’t one to indulge herself in a devil’s superfluous delights. Pomegranate dishes are scattered everywhere. Odd. And she gets the strange inkling that something about Raphael’s attitude has changed recently. He’s practically been harassing her... “You show up and abduct me whenever you please, Raphael. Whatever could you want from me now?”