Elizabeth cuddled up to Lucian more and she ate the cookie that he held up for her to eat. She took a bite of it then took the rest of the cookie and ate it smiling happily. She nuzzled his shoulder and took one cookie from the tray and when he was down eatin his own she held one up. "are they good?" she asked blushing. Elizabeth brushed his hair off of his face and kissed his Cheek.

Lucian sighed. "Not as good as you..." He smiled as she kissed his cheek. "And these cookies ARE good...." His arm brought her closer to him, and he rest his head on hers. Lucian took another cookie and ate it, awaiting her answer. "Is there anything else you want to do today, Eliza?" He asked her.

Emelia sighed as he brought her closer to his body and she wrapped her arms around him. She moved the plates off the bed and placed it on the nightstand. She then wrapped a leg around his and rubbed her foot against his leg. She then looked up at him and said, "just a nap please. Besides I think you are a bit tired as well." Emelia leaned up and kissed Lucian's lips smiling against them.

Kyros sighed. He was about to say something else when he scented Rory outside the library. Reminded that he had highly important business to take care of, he instead replied, "I hope you like your present, serdtse." Smiling, he gave the cat a pet before walking towards the doors of the library. Stopping, he threw over his shoulder, "You should give him a name." And with that, he walked out, closing the doors behind him.

Though a bit disappointed that he hadn't gotten the reaction he'd hoped for, Kyros didn't let it distract him from the task at hand. "Rory." He called out, his accent thicker than usual. "I require the daily the daily report." He listened to werewolf, nodding when he was finished, and walked off to find Lucian. Hopefully, the vampire had done what he'd told him to.

Coming to his door, Kyros knocked. He could smell Lucian and his human, so he knew they were in there. He knocked again. "Lucian." He called out. "I need those newspapers." His accent was still thick. From the emotions tumbling through him? Probably. "Chert vozʹmi." He muttered before opening the door wide.

Kyros saw Lucien and his human sleeping, so he ducked out of the room, whistling low before heading back to his tower. He bypassed his bedroom, heading straight for Vila's room. Up the spiral stairs, and opening the door. But, just as he took a step in, he stopped.

What had he come here for? He couldn't remember. Mentally retracing his steps, he walked to her dresser, spying a perfume bottle. He picked it up, sniffing it, and frowned. Kyros hadn't bought this for her. Where the hell did this come from? Still frowning in confusion, he put the bottle back and walked to her bed. Already made, of course. He made a mental note to give the human maids a raise in food rations as he walked out of the door.