This is the end

Watching his reactions he wore plainly told her all she needed to know. Her intel was good as she knew it would. But there was nothing as satisfying as confirming your superior intellect. Don't I? She queried simply. The question was rhetorical but she would of course welcome his fumbled excuses. She was very interested to hear how he tried to talk his way out of this one. Because for all of his shivering, and stuttering, he'd managed to make it this far in life. Luck didn't last that long. 

It was for that reason she'd decided to study him further after learning he was the one who robbed her. She smiled warmly, a deceiving expression that alluded to something sinister behind that cherubic exterior of hers. It's no matter to me what you call yourself Percy, all that matters now is where you'll go from here. She moved forward so she was standing in his personal space. Tenderly she reached down and tipped his chin up so she could look at the frightened little rabbit all the better.

Relax. If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't waste my time talking to you. It was just a necklace after all. I also have no designs to turn you over to your family, the city guard or otherwise. She assured him, dropping her hand, she swirled both together to conjure a ball of light. Not fire, no, it was light to counteract the shadows of the cell. I want you to do a job for me. She cast the light towards him, having it swell over his head to cast him in an iridescent glow. And if you succeed, you can have your choose of any treasure in my personal vault. It was an extensive one given the lavish persona she put forth. But if you fail, she continued. 

Well, I believe you've already imagined what might happen to a young man like you in a dark cell like this. She smiled as if she was extending a warm welcome.