( when lilith moves it isn't in anger but almost in resignation, moving back at the table, lifting her scotch as she stands )
I have the most reason to fear him, the crown would not stop that. ( hell was-- turbulent to put it mildly. though lilith did have a strong following and the backing of her children not all agreed with the changes that she was trying to implement, the change in the rule after so long with lucifer there. they'd become used to fear and chaos and lilith--
but that was hell, not anything to do with the witch in front of her. she could talk about lucifer, even if it did not give the full scope of her fears nor life. she could also talk about this, how she felt, what she'd hoped from zelda. which would be easier?
instead, taking a moment to think, lilith has some of her scotch, slow drink from her glass )
I served Lucifer since I met him. His faithful handmaiden, the witch he crafted into what I am. ( a demon. a queen. but also broken, untrusting. there was more to her than lilith would ever allow anyone to know, many stories and secrets that she kept buried deep. some she'd cried over then, some she'd never allowed herself to cry about )
My betrayal comes harder than any other witches. He's held in Hell, who would he find first?
( it seems that lucifer became the easier thing to talk about. providing that lilith is still here it can be assumed that lucifer is not here. she pauses slightly before shifting track )
I don't want a consort, someone to replace my role. Your choice has yet to be made, something that only you can decide. Perhaps in peace.
( as the empty scotch glass rests back on the table lilith teleports herself away, fading into shadows that move out into the night, eyes not daring to meet zelda's as she leaves )
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I have the most reason to fear him, the crown would not stop that. ( hell was-- turbulent to put it mildly. though lilith did have a strong following and the backing of her children not all agreed with the changes that she was trying to implement, the change in the rule after so long with lucifer there. they'd become used to fear and chaos and lilith--
but that was hell, not anything to do with the witch in front of her. she could talk about lucifer, even if it did not give the full scope of her fears nor life. she could also talk about this, how she felt, what she'd hoped from zelda. which would be easier?
instead, taking a moment to think, lilith has some of her scotch, slow drink from her glass )
I served Lucifer since I met him. His faithful handmaiden, the witch he crafted into what I am. ( a demon. a queen. but also broken, untrusting. there was more to her than lilith would ever allow anyone to know, many stories and secrets that she kept buried deep. some she'd cried over then, some she'd never allowed herself to cry about )
My betrayal comes harder than any other witches. He's held in Hell, who would he find first?
( it seems that lucifer became the easier thing to talk about. providing that lilith is still here it can be assumed that lucifer is not here. she pauses slightly before shifting track )
I don't want a consort, someone to replace my role. Your choice has yet to be made, something that only you can decide. Perhaps in peace.
( as the empty scotch glass rests back on the table lilith teleports herself away, fading into shadows that move out into the night, eyes not daring to meet zelda's as she leaves )