<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/1074483.jpg)</div><br/>Sakkara watched Thane carefully, almost able to see the machinations of his thoughts. Within his eyes she witnessed his thoughts of opportunity, as well as a hungry lust. Yet it was the thought of battle with her that sparked his gaze the most, and it sent a delicious thrill through her sleek crimson frame.<strong> “ If you do not wish to leave? Then you shall get what you deserve... surely..”</strong><br/><br/>The sword tossed in her direction was caught easily, black lips curling in disdain at the weapon. Whirling the blade easily she would slam it into the chest of the nearest dead Guard, a testament to her easy victory. Her own sword was much more beautiful and powerful, sitting in wait in her private quarters, named Nightmare, and holding vampiric energies, feeding upon the blood of her enemies. Onyx hues would settle upon Thane once more as he gave his name, and acquiesced to follow her lead. Without a word, she would step close to Thane, pressing her body to his. With a purr she would move to her toes, nuzzling her face against his neck even as her wings surrounded them both in a cocoon of darkness. Her arms would lift to slide around his broad torso, hands sliding up his muscled back, and she would croon low.<strong> “ How delightful...”</strong><br/><br/>In the blink of an eye, traveling through the Shadows she controlled, the pair would emerge within the inky blackness at the edges of the chamber the Queen now toyed with her Fae in. Stepping back from her prisoner, massive wings would lower to her back as she placed herself bodily in front of the Black Baron, her visage taking on it's normal cold stoicism. Sakkara did not fear Lilith's wrath upon entering without permission, and in fact waited for the moment she knew the Fae had released, allowing the Queen this moment of 'feeding'. Poor, weak Lilith. She needed all the strength she could get for what was to eventually come, and Sakkara sought nothing more then a strong opponent.<br/><br/>Clearing her throat, the Shadows would sweep away from the General and her quarry, leaving them standing in full view for Lilith to see. A slight dip of her head towards the Queen accompanied Sakkara's words, yet there was no inflection in her tone. There was no reverence, nor fear, nor anything. Her timbre was cold stone much as her dark visage.<strong> “ My Queen. I found this human at the borders, and have brought him to you. He bested your own Guard, who I have punished for their weakness. He seeks to win favor, by battling me. I have agreed to his request. Yet I sense something else has passed the Gate, and I must away, to pin that one down as well. What are your orders.”</strong><br/><br/>Sakkara knew what she was doing. She knew she was treading a thin line with the Queen, but she did it with expertise. She may have entered the Queens presence without permission, but she had brought a grand prize with her. She may have offered herself up to a battle the Queen did not order, and basically told the Queen how<em>she</em>was going to do things, but Sakkara had slid under that as well by seeking the Queens will.<br/><br/>