The mother and daughter talked to each-other for a couple minutes before Lilian finally left the office with a quiet click of the doors closing behind her, the sound echoing softly down the long crimson-lined corridor.
Her steps were steady as she walked, posture straight, chin lifted, the familiar confidence returning to her stride as servants bowed and guards snapped to attention. To anyone watching, she was simply the BloodHaven heiress returning to her duties, unbothered, unshaken.
But beneath that surface, her thoughts churned at the current situation, thinking of Magnus and Albedo, the lines of power that were beginning to blur faster than she liked.
She had thought she would remain single for a long time, but with everything going on with Albedo, she now needed to stamp her authority quickly.
