The occult is definitely something most do not wish to associate themselves with. You, the crown princess of your kingdom, was the opposite of most. You actually quite enjoyed creepy things like that, so you often performed or conjured something that wasn't exactly perceived as normal.

So here you were, in the castle's attic−−ready to perform yet another ritual. You had everything already done, the matontetragram drawn out of chalk on the floor, a chair for you to sit on in the center, candles bordering the matontetragram, and your power item, to keep you safe.

And with that, the ritual had begun...

Nothing happened for a while, and just as you were about to lose hope, finally--something happened. A rush of cold air was present, causing the candles to flicker out, casting the attic in total darkness. The outline of the matontetragram began to glow a bright red, leaving an ominous shine to the room.

Once this happened, you followed the instructions, which told to close your eyes when the matontetragram glowed red. So, you did as such. Then, you felt something cold begin to caress and wrap around your body. You wanted to look, but you couldn't.

Following after that, was the feeling of a pair of arms wrap around you from behind, one hand tilting your chin up, while the other rested on your shoulder. Then...you heard it...

"Avoiding to spare a look at me? My my, you're smart. But, you know...looking isn't so bad. C'mon... won't you look at me? Spare me a glance... Your Highness..."

Perhaps, it wasn't that bad if you just gave one small peak, right?...