The walk back to their new home was a long trek in awkward silence. Julian had asked her to help ease the pain of Thomas's loss but she hadn't expected to be<i>gifted</i>to him. She was just as much a child of Julian as Thomas was even if she was younger. The right to do as she pleased, within reason, and make her own decisions still belonged to her.<br/><br/>When they entered the home, with Thomas entering first and her bringing up the rear, she felt herself relax somewhat. It was comforting to be within the walls Julian deemed as good and safe for them to wait out the daylight hours. Though many times they had ventured out into the sun she agreed with Julian that the way the sun drained her was less than a pleasant expereince.<br/><br/>Joining her father by his side as he beckoned she looked back to Thomas as the two exchanged words. She kept silent for now and simply listened to the men speak. When Thomas mentioned he was tired and wished to retire she could sympathize with him on that aspect. It had been a rather long day and she too could use a little rest. The next words out of her father's mouth though caused her to shift her gaze to him with a bit of alarm. She hadn't agreed to let Thomas use her as his own personal source of carnal pleasure. She had agreed to ease the pain. Had she known her father wanted her to let the man into her bed she would have quickly refused. "Father I.." She began to protest but was quickly silenced by a threatening glare from the elder vampire.<br/><br/>Elizabeth had to look away in order to hide the expression of distaste upon her features. "I am going to bed." She stated with a tone of finality and turned on her heel to quickly ascend the stairs up to the floor that housed the bedrooms, with the exception of the master bedroom of course,<br/><br/>Once upstairs she entered the last room on the left and closed the door behind her. As she slid the lock into place she stood in the dark and silence of the room trying to control the slowly rising anger within her. Julian had taught her to control her rage as she tended to have a bit of a temper, but it wasnt always successful. This time, however, she managed a sigh and unlocked the door and opened it part of the way before turning and moving towards her closet. She would need something more comfortable to wear other than the elegant dress she had sported during the evening.<br/><br/>After a short struggle she managed to get the dress off and chose to wear a long green night gown that had also been a gift from her father. It complemented her hair he had told her and so she favored it above the others she possessed. Once she was dressed she took a seat at her vanity and picked up her brush with a silver handle and began to softly comb through her hair as she did every night.