Lilith sat alone and and unmoving, staring at the great doors of the throne room as she sat on her seat, the slightly lower seat beside Marcus' throne. Her thick headed brother had totally ignored his duty of picking a mate, he had been more engrossed in the power plays unfolding within his court, he had chosen to observe it closely, almost too closely for Lilith's preference.
Lilith loved her brother unquestionably, but there was this impression he continously gave her, almost as if he lived his life to fill his father's shoes, Lilith had no issues with Marcus being his father's preferred son, to try to live up to the legacy which the great vampire Aldrich had left behind, but it was robbing him of the time he would have spent living his own life, this was something that bothered Lilith
