Alinthea laughed as he listened to her. "Now now, come on, you don't really think you going to turn me to dust to you?" He licked his lips and straightened up in his throne. "Feisty, I like that." He said with a devilish smile. As he smiled, he reveled his teeth. They were white and looked very strong, they needed to be. He rested his head on his hand again and slumped back into the throne. Not caring if she was going to try to kill him.
"People have come for years and years to kill me. They come into this room thinking nothing can harm them." He pointed above her at the wall. "That was the last person to clame they could turn me to dust."
Above her, was a skeleton, it looks like it could have been a males.
"You see, the people I feed on, are the ones that come to me. I don't go to them." He said laughing gently. "So go ahead my darling. You won't even scratch me... Unless I want you to." He said with a wink.