Lilly felt naked. She might be wearing the sample simple garment as the other servants at the hotel, but she still couldn't shake the feeling of being naked. Perhaps it was because these clothes weren't hers, or because everything she owned was currently locked away out of her reach. She rubbed at her exposed collarbone, unable to ignore the feeling of the missing chain. They hadn't just taken her weapons and gear, but also her cross necklace as well. It only showed how afraid these vampires were, but she had had that cross since she had been baptised, damnit. Lilly bit on her lower lip, furiously following the servant girl in front of her in silence. She was being led through the old building to see her new 'Master' to whom she had recently been assigned. A memory came unbidden to her mind.<br/><br/><i>Iron chain tightly bound her arms behind her back, her vision taken away by a black blindfold while she was forced to kneel in a painfully uncomfortable position. A gag prevented her from speaking, leaving her completely unable to interact with her surroundings "Lilly Wells, you have been brought here because we demanded it. Your previous Master was quite pleased by your skill and obedience, and what complaints he had did not warrant punishment beyond that he already administered. In light of your loyalty you are being re-assigned to a new Master for a more critical mission. You will be prepared for him soon, and await his presence. You will ensure your new Master serves the council, both high and low, at all times, and you will aid him to the best of your abilities with his task. As always, success shall be awarded, while failure will be punished harshly. But I doubt I need to remind you off that. By the way, you been granted 15 minute phonecall with your sister. Take her away now."</i><br/><br/>Lilly rubbed her eyebrow, dispelling the memory from her mind, and quietly sighed. The servant girl in front of her had stopped to talk with a different servant. Lilly couldn't help but notice the similarities between the two, and had the awful feeling that the white-haired servants while the result of a specialized breeding program. The thought made her shiver, and made her wonder if they were truly still people, or if the vampires had succeeded in reducing them to obedient cattle. It only added to the sick feeling of stress in her lower gut as she was made to follow the second servant to a room, and she couldn't help but sigh in relief as she was left alone in front of the door.<br/><br/>She didn't waste time steeling her resolve, Lilly knew all too well that vampires didn't like to be kept waiting. She pushed open the door and stepped into the suite, glancing around. She nervously ran a hand through her red hair, she hadn't seen the suite before and didn't know her way. She followed the lights and quickly found the bedroom, and Darion upon the comfortable bed there. She flushed red and quickly covered her eyes, but the sigh of his muscled chest had left her with a powerful blush to color her pale, freckled cheeks.<i>"My Lord, you're not wearing pants...or a shirt."</i>She bit on her lower lip, remembering her place and lower her hand while averting her gaze away from him.<i>"I hope I haven't kept you waiting, my Lord."</i>Despite the fact her gaze was trained on the floor, the vampire should quickly be able to tell she wasn't the usual servant attending to the high council's guests. She looked too much like a real person and not enough like a living piece of art for that.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>