<div class="floatright">(http://gallery.xcave.net/images/wallpapers/others/Purgatori_wp003.jpg)</div><br/>Subservience. Something so very much not in Sakkara's repertoire. The sounds of the little Fae, all twittering and soft sent her hackles to rise. Pathetic and weak. Not worthy in the least of enjoying a true Queens attentions. Yet none of these thoughts would register upon the stoic features of the General as she stood before Lilith. The slight bow that Thane offered the Queen was witnessed, and indeed, onyx eyes met his blue.<br/><br/>Oh this one, for a human, he had potential. She saw in that fleeting glance many things, his mind rolling on so many possibilities, and not a one equaled subservience. Flitting her dark eyes to the Queen again as She gave her orders, as She attempted to remind her General who was in charge, Sakkara would merely dip her head in acquiescence, a strong hand settling on Thane's muscled arm to lead him through the opened rift into the Red Chamber.<strong> “ As my Queen wishes.”</strong><br/><br/>The rift would close behind the pair, leaving Sakkara alone with Thane. Yet here within the Queens own chambers, the General knew better then to have any interaction with the prisoner. There were only certain parts of the Second Layer that the Queens eyes and/or ears couldn't reach, and Her own chambers certainly wasn't on that list. Giving Thane a hard shove deeper into the room, black lips would curl into a derisive sneer as she purred low,<strong> “ You will await the Queen's 'pleasure' here. I certainly hope she doesn't take all the fight out of you before I return. I very much look forward to meeting you in battle.”</strong><br/><br/>Sakkara's little quip about the Queen could be taken in several ways. Yet she meant it in only one. The General knew quite well Lilith's ways with her prisoners. She expected all those she took to love Her in the end. To worship Her, to bow to Her, and to want nothing in the existence but to please Her. If Lilith managed this with Thane, he would become weak in Sakkara's eyes, and she would simply eliminate him, finding him not worthy of the game she was playing. A beckoning of claw tipped digits and the shadows that danced upon the floor swept forth to swirl around her booted feet, whirling up like a cyclone around her crimson form to swallow her complete, and take her away....<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>… only to come up through the Darkness at the other side of the Gate leading into Limbo. The Shadows oozed off her, leaving her wrapped tight in her wings, her fathomless eyes and fanged smile the only thing that Nathanael would be able to see. She would shudder in delight at the mere thought of tasting his Essence, but she would keep herself calm. Her timbre was smooth, silky and held an oddly angelic lilt. How could this be?<strong> “ You seek the lost Celestial..”</strong><br/><br/>