Sorry it sucks
The sun shone on her face. Where was she? Oh yeah. Home. She opened her eyes. Wait. This wasn't her place. It was too big, too grand, too...white. Where was she? There was an actual fireplace in the room. She could see a sitting room, a closet, and a bathroom. Each of those rooms were bigger than her apartment. Where the heck was she? And why was she in this gigantic bed? She spied a box at the edge of the bed. A note layed on top. She picked it up, immediately recognizing the bold scrawl. Blade, Sorry for the hasty note. I had planned to be there when you woke up. I'll explain later. For now, just wear what's in here. No complaints. I love you. Terror.
She studied the note, trying to figure out the mystery. She gave up a few minutes later and opened the box. Inside was a black and red Harley Quinn styled dress. Wherever there was red, black was on the opposite side. She examined it ruefully. She sighed and, slipping under the covers, put the dress on. She fixed her short hair, slipping the matching bow on from the box. Blade put the boots on her feet then walked around the room. It was bright and marbled in white.
“Well don't you look nice.”
She spun around at the voice. Although startled, she had recognized it.
He smiled and came over to her.
“Hey. Sorry about not being here, but I had something to take care of quickly.”
“That's okay. Um...where IS here?”
“Shadow Realm. This is a place where light filters through. Kinda like clouded sky.”
“Defeats the purpose of a shadow.”
“Need light to get a shadow.”
“So am I you're light?”
“Yes. Now hush. I have a surprise for you.”
She looked at him. Ice met fire and he leaned closer to whisper in her ear. Her eyes widened in surprise and she pulled back to look at him. He was smiling and placed a thundering kiss to her lips. She responded, her shock falling away as the truth of his name became permanent.