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"Would you care for a tour of your new home?" Liam asked in his usual monotone voice. Amelia nodded enthusiastically, momentarily forgetting that she was imprisoned in the castle, and not here out of her own volition, forgetting how dangerous the one who was so sweetly offering a tour really was. "Sure," she said softly. They started walking, and when they reached a door, he opened it for her and gave a wave with his hand that clearly said ladies first, and she couldn't help but blush at that small sweet gesture. It was at moments like this and gestures like this one that confused her. Not only because it showed her a part of the demon king that wasn't probably seen every day, but also because it made her feel special. And feeling special was bad. It was dangerous for her heart, he