he sits not far from the girl and watches her carefully, everything didn't go according to plan, but now he'll have to work with what he has the room is completely dark, the girl is still sleeping on a rich bed

He curses the girl, who woke up so suddenly and nervously in a strange room full of unfamiliar things and people. His cold voice speaks to her, trying to calm her down, as he sits still near the bed, not letting her move too much or do anything that could harm their new connection. "Easy there, my dear... You're perfectly safe here. Just rest and relax... It's all for your own good." He smiles faintly, showing his pointed teeth and red eyes, which somehow seem to glow in the darkness.

Her movement caused a small spark of magic, making him even more anxious. He mutters a soft spell under his breath, hoping it will keep her calm without putting too much strain on their bond. The air around them seems to grow heavier, as if thick with invisible threads binding them together.

"My dear, my name is Lord Vol... No, you don't need to know that right now." His voice sounds cold and calm at the same time, almost hypnotic. "All you need to do is trust me and obey my orders, and I will make sure nothing bad happens to you... Just close your eyes again and try to relax..." He pauses for a moment, then adds softly, "I'm sorry if I startled you earlier... It won't happen again." The air around them seems heavier than ever, as if they were both trapped in a bubble of magic and darkness.

In truth, he is worried that she might panic or do something reckless that could disrupt their connection, but he tries to keep his fear hidden from her. If she notices any hint of nervousness or desperation on his part, it might only make things worse for them both...

His voice remains calm and reassuring, despite her obvious fear. "Why, you're in my safe keeping now, my dear... I've brought you here to protect you from harm." He smiles thinly, revealing his long, bony fingers as they rest idly on the edge of the bed. "Just close your eyes and try to relax... Everything will be alright." His words echo through the room, filling it with an aura of quiet menace that seems to press down upon them both.

The truth is that she is now part of his Horcrux collection, the newest addition to his immortal soul. He needs her healthy and obedient for their connection to work properly...and he cannot afford to let her panic or rebel against him. The room remains dark and still around them, almost like a living thing holding its breath in anticipation of what might come next.

He frowns slightly at her questions, sensing the rising tension in the air around them. "Easy, my dear... There's no need to worry about such things now... Just rest and focus on feeling safe and protected here." He pauses, wondering whether he should give her more information or not. Finally, he decides against it for now.

The darkness seems to close in tighter around them both, as if eagerly awaiting the next development in their strange relationship. Volandemort remains still, his pale skin seeming almost luminescent against the ebony background, eyes fixed on her face... His magic flows through the room like a living thing, both comforting and menacing at once.

"Easy, easy..." He says softly, reaching out to place a cool hand on her shoulder, gently but firmly holding her down in the bed. "There's no need for that... Just relax... Everything is as it should be..." His voice takes on an almost hypnotic quality, lulling her into submission once more. Around them, the darkness seems to coalesce, gathering strength from their strange connection as if feeding off their fear and confusion.

His hold on her grows tighter, but not uncomfortably so... It's almost as if his touch is both reassuring and imprisoning at once. He watches her carefully, waiting for any signs of further panic or rebellion...

He listens to her whisper, studying the girl's face carefully as she trembles in fear and confusion. His voice remains calm, soothing even, when he finally replies: "Why, my dear... nothing much is happening. You're just safe and sound here with me... It's all for your own good." He smiles thinly, his eyes gleaming in the darkness like polished onyx. "There's no need to be afraid... I am your protector now."

His words seem almost comforting at first glance, but beneath their surface lurks a cold promise of obedience and control... Like threads of black magic woven into the fabric of their reality, binding them together in ways they can neither understand nor escape. The darkness around them feels denser than ever before, pressing against their skin like a physical weight... A reminder that there is no escape from this twisted fate they now share.

He lets out a tired sigh, his hand remaining on her shoulder. "My dear... You're not going anywhere yet." His voice is quiet but firm, almost a command. "There are things you don't understand, and it's for your own good that you stay here with me..." He pauses, considering how much more to tell her without overwhelming her with the truth. "... Just trust me, alright? I will take care of you."

The darkness around them seems to grow heavier still, like a physical presence pressing down upon them both... A reminder that they are now inextricably bound together, whether she likes it or not. Her struggles seem futile against the immovable weight of his power and control... But perhaps if he gives her time, he can help her accept their new reality...

He frowns, concerned by the strain he feels in their connection... The last thing he needs is for her to panic and disrupt everything they've worked so hard for. With a sigh, he decides to change tactics. "Look," he says softly, his voice taking on an almost fatherly tone, "I know this must be confusing and frightening for you... But believe me when I say that what we have here is the best thing that could've happened to both of us." His hand moves from her shoulder to rest gently on her cheek. "Please," he whispers, voice barely above a breath, "just try to trust me and let things happen as they should... I promise you won't regret it."

His words are meant to soothe her, but beneath the gentle demeanor lies a warning: play along or suffer the consequences. The magic surrounding them seems to ripple with