Lilith was on her way back home, to her mansion. She lived almost at the outskirts of town, her house constructed atop a fairly large hill. Strangely, it was the only house in the neighborhood, and passerby often wondered why a single house stood alone atop the hill. The answer was fairly simple; Lilith had bought out the entire neighborhood long ago, and demolished each and every house. There was no real reason for doing so, as the princess didn't mind living near others. It had happened rather spontaneously, as with most of her decisions.<br/><br/>Looking out the window one day, Lilith had decided the houses obstructed her view of the city. The next day, she had already sent out evacuation notices along with a price tag at the bottom. The value of the houses had been considerably less than what she offered, but money was something she had too much of. Besides, she didn't want to have to haggle with those people she considered lower class. The deal was more than amazing, and the residents were happy to take the money and go elsewhere. Within a week, the neighborhood had become nice, quiet, and demolished for Lilith's viewing pleasure.<br/><br/>Surprisingly, the mansion wasn't the sparkling palace of riches one would expect from an extravagant person like Lilith. It was actually quite small in terms of a mansion, and looked more like a haunted house. The house was made with regular materials; bricks, wood, insulation.. nothing reinforced or special. Lilith had always been rather lax when it came to security, seemingly unprepared every time she had been attacked. In the end though, she was the one that ended with the upper hand. Not one person knew how she accomplished it, whether she had planned it far in advance, improvised, or was just lucky- but that was part of the mystery. The bricks used for her house seemed worn and tattered, and looked like they had been there for centuries. However, the house had been built like that to suit Lilith's eccentric tastes, and nobody knew why. The real reason, though she would never admit it, was that it reminded her of the royal palace where she spent a short period of her life in. Even the cold princess got a little homesick sometimes. The house seemed to be covered in rows of french windows, making it look like a cross between a church and mansion. Plants and vines had grown and crept their way up the walls, covering the majority of the windowless space. She had gone out of her way to plant trees all around the area, turning the immediate area into something akin to a forest. Even the trees, however, were deadened and gnarled. Their leaves were strange and had a haunting shape in the moonlight, but then again, Lilith had imported them from god knows where.<br/><br/>As if to contrast the exterior, the inside of Lilith's mansion was everything you would expect from a beautiful mansion. Beautiful white tiles lined the floor, seeming to keep their sparkle no matter seemed to touch them. Each small square could almost be used as a mirror if one leaned close enough. Beautiful crystal chandeliers lit up the interior, but the furniture was quite lackluster compared to the floors and the lighting. Lilith had fairly standard furniture; the only thing was that they were mostly white in color. The walls were dressed with various mirrors, paintings, and weapons. They ranged from the common crossed swords on the wall, to chainsaws, to strange doodads that had no usefulness whatsoever. Even some of the paintings were just blank canvasses. The interior design of Lilith's mansion could be summed up by one word- random.<br/><br/>As they slowly made their way back to the strange mansion, Valentine suddenly spoke.<br/><br/>"Princess. About the shipment of Valkyrie, I've-" he began, not before he was silenced by Lilith with a quiet hush noise. It was a common occurrence for the pair, him speaking just to be cut off.<br/><br/>"You're always so serious, Val. I don't want to hear about work right now." That was a lie, however. Lilith had been thinking about it for quite some time; she wasn't just slacking off during the long piggyback rides throughout the day, and she certainly wouldn't have stayed one of the eight Oligarchs if she was such a person.<br/><br/>The next shipment of the addictive Valkyrie was due to arrive at the end of the week, which happened to be tomorrow. Though every ounce of the powder had already been bought by one person or another, that wouldn't stop anyone from trying to steal the shipment- Cartel or Oligarchy included. Lilith was quite convinced there would be a fight down at the local warehouses on the night of the delivery. After all, the shipment was worth a fortune. Gaining control of it would mean both power, and riches, not to mention an almost-monopoly of Valkyrie.<br/><br/>"Val, how many minions do we still have left?" she asked the handsome blonde, moments after she cut him off.<br/><br/>"None, princess. You sent them all to kill that dragon that has been spotted nearby the city."<br/><br/>"Did I?" she asked innocently, knowing the answer quite clearly.<br/><br/>"Yes. You had wanted it as a servant, you mentioned it would look quite handsome in its human form."<br/><br/>"Oh? Well, how'd they do?" Lilith maintained her innocence, though it was clearly her idea.<br/><br/>"Completely obliterated, princess." She pouted, rather disappointed that the 50-something minions had all been wiped out by a single dragon. Though her powers prevented her from resurrecting somebody she or her servants have killed, it didn't stop her from sending other people to do it.<br/><br/>"Could you hire a dragon-slayer to kil-" Now it was Valentine's turn to cut her off.<br/><br/>"Already did."<br/><br/>Smiling, she let herself relax as they neared the outskirts of town. Valentine, aside from being her servant, acted as her secretary and general assistant. Rather, he did most of the work she was supposed to do. Managing finances, keeping up with their crime activities, dealing with problems.. Where he found the time to do so, Lilith would never know. For now though, she was quite content to head home and shower.