She had no chance. Before she made it to those lips, they were shrouded in a twirling storm of dark tendrils. The vertiginous tug on her stomach was her only warning, his apparition was flawless and silent. The change of her surroundings was the sole proof that their location had changed. The library lights and warmth of the hearth were replaced by a dim bedroom. Despite it being properly furnished in the coziest yet elegant fashion, the eerie feeling of the Empty was impossible to ignore. 