Lilly followed Darion with her eyes as he wandered over the night closet. She leaned against the bedroom's doorpost, watching him while thinking. Her own knowledge about the council was limited, never having been told much about them by the vampires she served in the past. Lilly knew there was one more than one, and that they were important to the vampiric society but she could only guess at their exact role. Yet this vampire openly showed that he didn't care about them all that much. Was he young and inexperienced, or confident and rebellious. She at least now knew why this council wanted her to watch him, but she couldn't tell yet why they wanted him to be part of it.<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">“well, I guess I now know why the letter told me not to keep one of my servants around. Though I guess I wouldn't keep them around if it looked like this job was going to consist of combat...”</span>Lilly frowned, mostly because his offhand comment about having servants. She shrugged in response, not wishing to betray her thoughts. She frowned again at his next words.<span style="color: blue">“Lily, my name is Darion. Not 'My Lord' I hate that title, I am noone's lord.”</span>She bit her lower lip, if he was unwilling to appear as her master then other vampires would try to assume that position. It was a dance of dominance Lilly had witnessed before. She listened as he continued.<span style="color: blue">“But yeah, after the meeting I would like to hear why they had to assign you to me...”</span>She nodded in response.<i>"Ofcourse, Sir, Mr Darion, or should I just call you Darion? I'll still call you sir in public if you don't mind. I don't want other vampires to think that I'm available to them."</i><br/><br/><span style="color: blue">“So, I guess I am going to need to call one of the cattle to get a drink? I don't want to go into that meeting still thirsty.”</span>There Darion did it again, she shyly bit on her lower lip. It puzzled Lilly how he could act so casual about his nature and hunger. She opened her mouth to answer, then quietly shut it again to bite on her lower lip once more. She didn't want him to feed on her, and knew the smart thing was to have him feed on one of the servants here so she could conserve her strength. But hearing him turn one of the things said back at her made her realize just how cold she had been towards the local servants.<br/><br/>She pushed herself away from the wall, not looking at him and fully aware that she was stalling. She tried to herself that nobody would care if he fed on some servant girl here instead of her, but she couldn't suppress the fact that she cared. They were still people, even if they mindlessly and unquestioningly followed their very slavers. Lilly took a deep breath and sat down on the bed, exposing her neck for him.<i>"Alright, alright...It's...I..." </i>She bit nervously on her lower lip, this wasn't the first time she was fed on, but this time the threat of her sister taking her place wasn't there.<i>"I suggest for the future you invest in blood bags, it's not as fresh or nourishing, but can sate your hunger, Darion."</i>She took a deep breath.<i>"No need to call one of the servants, they're still...people...despite everything."</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>