Neylira did not adore her handsome owner Adivaris at all, who once brazenly kidnapped her and brought her to his tower.
He acted spontaneously: a beautiful blue-eyed girl with straw-color hair carelessly walked without a hat along a deserted street early in the morning and could not help but attract the attention of a noble aristocrat who happened to look out the window.
Neylira scratched and bit, kicked and threw things at him when he brought her into his house, screamed bad words and refused to eat.
"Hey, I have a fiance, bring me back!" - She demanded loudly. - "Just so you know, I'm not a virgin and I'm pregnant."
Adivaris only laughed in response to her, his eyes sparkling: her resistance turned him on very much.
"So what! It does not bother me!"
She sat next to the large bed on the bedroom floor, huddled in a ball and clasping her hands around her knees, and he stood defiantly in front of her naked with a cloth wrapped around his hips, trying to seduce her with his sculpted body, and the mockery did not leave his face.
Neylira, in a nervous tremor, tried to calm herself, weakly hoping that the syrinx was not at all going to rape her.
"Someone would have kidnapped you anyway, if not me, then someone else. It was your own fault that you walked down the street uncovered; with such an appearance, you need to put a canvas bag over your head. And you are definitely not pregnant, your womb is empty."
"Let me go, I don't want to live with a syrinx and give birth to children. Find another fool! There's half a city like that down there."
Neylira turned away, not wanting to look at his naked torso with muscular reliefs. She hated the Syrinxes for their arrogance and kidnappings.
"I don't need you give birth to anyone! I have a lot of these kids," - the celestial muttered displeasedly and nervously twitched his wings, leaving the room.
His face clearly expressed bewilderment: the captive was not at all delighted with such a change in life. He returned dressed in a dark blue tunic and trousers; smooth, long hair flowed like silvery snakes over his well-developed shoulders.
"Is your fiancé more handsome than me?" - Adivaris sat down next to her, sparkling with the turquoise of his large, charming eyes.
She turned to him, glaring at him angrily. His youthful features with clear, smooth skin were flawless and attractive, causing awe in the heart.
"What does beauty have to do with it? I love my boyfriend not for his appearance, but for his character, he is the best for me. And I don't know you at all. You syrinxes think you're so gorgeous and think that's enough to lure a girl into bed. Do you think I should be glad that I ended up in your tower?"
Adivaris blinked his eyes at her unexpected statements.
"Wow! How it boiled in your soul. You hate my race! This is the first time I have encountered such a reaction to a kidnapping. All the girls were very happy that I paid attention to them, and you are a rebel. But I like it! Keep up the good work."
"And where are these unfortunate girls now?" - Neylira whispered venomously.
"Well, you know, human life is short, and I live a very long time, but without a woman I am so
lonely, that's why I look out for beauties on the streets of the city."
"But you can't just come up and get to know each other, court them, offer friendship and help.
This is how we people do it - humanly."
"We are forbidden to make friends with people and walk the streets. And you can't get
acquainted in front of everyone. Your race will get sick and die out because of communication with
us. For violating orders they can be sent to war," - Adivaris said sadly.
"War, war! You always hide behind it, maybe you invented everything to fool people," - Neylira was indignant.
"You're a hot thing! And stupid! Who jokes about such things? I myself personally commanded the army to destroy enemies," the aristocrat said menacingly. "You have no idea what it's like to look death in the eye. And what is it like to die on the battlefield, struck by enemy weapons."
"Somehow I didn't notice any scars on you while you were standing here naked."
Adivaris turned back the edge of his thin tunic, revealing a small round dent in the skin near the heart.
"This is what a fatal burn from a ray weapon looks like."
The girl cast a sidelong glance in his direction.
"You probably show it to all the girls to get pity."
He sighed heavily:
"I didn't show it to anyone. I have nothing to do! They loved me without pity. You asked about scars - look here. It is very difficult to communicate with you..."
"Then let me go!"
"No way! Once you get here, there is no turning back. Once you get used to me, there's no escape."
"I won't sleep with you!" Neylira said angrily.
"If you don't want to, don't sleep! And I will!" Adivaris got up and headed towards the exit without turning around.
"If you get tired of loneliness, call me. Toilet and bathroom in the next room."
"I don't know your name."
"Adivaris!"
A strong feeling of despair came over the girl very soon. She constantly had look out the window made of thick glass, which could not be broken by anything, staring from a decent height at the passersby hurrying along the streets.
Somewhere out there Tain is looking for her, asking everyone if anyone has seen his girlfriend. He, most likely, has already guessed about the kidnapping and is going crazy from his powerlessness.
Neylira naively tried to find some way out of the tower, leaving the room into the corridor: all passages ended in dead ends and blank walls.
In protest, she did not touch the food that was left for her, hoping to achieve freedom from her captor. He came every day and reproached her for her hunger strike.
"I still won't let you out, but someday you'll want to eat. Why such stubbornness?"
On the third day, Adivaris approached the half-fainting girl lying on the
bed, picked her up and pressed her to him. Neylira, with a dull look, hung limply in his arms, broken by imprisonment and weakened by hunger strike.
"I didn't use the spell, I hoped that you would be with me of your own free will. What is wrong with you?" He said, sitting her on his lap. "I didn't expect you to be so obstinate. I was so lonely, and here you are, walking down the street, so beautiful! You have to eat!"
He, sighing heavily, began to push crushed sweet fruits into her mouth, waiting for the girl to swallow them.