07-29-2009, 03:23 PM
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There were a lot of things she did not understand. How she, in spite of all her devotion and loyalty, had never been granted the chance to reign at his side. And how he, destined to rule the world, could have simply ruined it all by succumbing to a sea of flames. Perhaps in time she would find answers. Why had he chosen her as a vessel? Part of her despised him and his cowardice, while another part still yearned for his love and approval. Lillith saw the coyote's expression change as her golden eye located the silver trinket around her neck. And then it happened, simultaneous realization. Just as the older woman started piecing things together, the ashen wolf became vaguely aware of her identity.
Lillith did not immediately react. Faintly, as if coming from a distance, she could hear Ahren’s laughter. And she knew, right then and there, that her interlocutor was no average coyote. It was her to turn feel envious. A disgusted grimace had unconsciously settled on her face; upper lip curled ever so slightly into a condescending sneer. “You know who.” she countered very carefully, in a tone that matched hers exactly. It was a shame, how a dead man could still have such a strong influence over his two conquests. Lillith’s demeanor changed; her fingers coiled around the cross, as if doing so would rectify the situation. Her back was held upright against the wall, aquamarine orbs taking in the legendary Kaena; the succubus who’d seduced her King.
“I know that now.” Ahren’s first lover had always intrigued her. And now that she was faced with the woman herself, Lillith had nothing to say. This infuriated her. “He was never meant to be yours.” A bold statement, but true nonetheless. The madwoman wanted Inferni’s matriarch to know the truth; she had ruined their plans by manipulating Ahren at a time when he’d been young and naïve. Curse her and her diabolical intentions!
There were a lot of things she did not understand. How she, in spite of all her devotion and loyalty, had never been granted the chance to reign at his side. And how he, destined to rule the world, could have simply ruined it all by succumbing to a sea of flames. Perhaps in time she would find answers. Why had he chosen her as a vessel? Part of her despised him and his cowardice, while another part still yearned for his love and approval. Lillith saw the coyote's expression change as her golden eye located the silver trinket around her neck. And then it happened, simultaneous realization. Just as the older woman started piecing things together, the ashen wolf became vaguely aware of her identity.
Lillith did not immediately react. Faintly, as if coming from a distance, she could hear Ahren’s laughter. And she knew, right then and there, that her interlocutor was no average coyote. It was her to turn feel envious. A disgusted grimace had unconsciously settled on her face; upper lip curled ever so slightly into a condescending sneer. “You know who.” she countered very carefully, in a tone that matched hers exactly. It was a shame, how a dead man could still have such a strong influence over his two conquests. Lillith’s demeanor changed; her fingers coiled around the cross, as if doing so would rectify the situation. Her back was held upright against the wall, aquamarine orbs taking in the legendary Kaena; the succubus who’d seduced her King.
“I know that now.” Ahren’s first lover had always intrigued her. And now that she was faced with the woman herself, Lillith had nothing to say. This infuriated her. “He was never meant to be yours.” A bold statement, but true nonetheless. The madwoman wanted Inferni’s matriarch to know the truth; she had ruined their plans by manipulating Ahren at a time when he’d been young and naïve. Curse her and her diabolical intentions!