She smiled brightly and moved closer to Daemon, her arms around him in a tight hug. "I like being friends with you, Daemon. You're the only one who really understands everything about me, I think. Well. Except for Saetan, I guess."
She looked up at him and saw the smile on his face, then covered her own mouth. "That's what's different about you... you're smiling!" She gave a mock gasp, then sat on air next to him.
"Are we... really that happy in 15 years? Am I still good to you?" It was one of her greatest fears, even now. What would happen when she grew up? Would she stop thinking about the uncles, would Daemon be able to still want to be friends (or more?) after being a pleasure slave?