Snippet #1480254

~Lillith Xethy~

The princess was about to take a seat by the dresser when she got distracted by the sound of loud horns, blaring through the morning air. An eyebrow raised, she walked over to the window. To her dismay it was one of the suitors her father had been talking about for weeks now. A jolt of anger crept up upon her, eyes closely watching the spectacle unfold. What could she do? Run away? More than once she had thought of it, but were they really just going to give her away? A sarcastic chuckle did escape her lips on that thought, she could always refuse them. One day they had to get tired of her, surely a proper prince wouldn't be able to handle a stubborn woman as herself. He'd be terrified of her! Lillith wasn't the picture-perfect princess, her manners were alright, but her temper was something no man could ever cope with, or let's say deal with; without losing his posture or face.

Lillith threw the people at the forecourt one last glance, before she returned to her dresser. Reaching for her brush she started to comb through her hair, eyes fixated upon her reflection. She had always wondered who she looked more like, her father or mother. To her, she didn't look much like either one of them, which had worried her a little bit. Though she always placed it as an irrational, paranoid thought, yet from time to time it made her think. What if she wasn't of their blood. It may very well be the reason as to why they were so easy to go ahead with her wedding preparations, while she couldn't stand the thought of it. Shaking her head literally, she chased those thoughts out of her head for now. She needed a clear head, and no doubt filled clouds hanging over her. After a few more strokes she placed the silver comb back to its original place, leaning over for her jewelery case. Her Tiara of course, no princess walks the earth without one on her head!

Placing the delicate crystals onto her head she felt a bit of guilt, she has had a wonderful life so far. Should she not think of the greater good for her people and their kingdom? After all, this is happening so peace and unity could be restored in the land. Was she being a selfish, horrible individual? Sighing out loudly, she got up to take a look at the dress she was wearing. The creme silk, stitched up with pearls and the beautiful white lace was only accentuating her slightly tan complexion. A low hem line, with an empire cut was all the rage at the moment. Giving herself an approving nod, she made her way to the door. A loud clicking, followed by the creaking sound of that year old door made Lillith cringe. Mumbling something about the maintenance staff, she gave Tiat a nudge.

"Old man, why don't you do as I told you! Do not sleep in front of my door, go to your quarters!!!!" her voice echoing through the hallway - she did have quite the voice.