"This one greets the crown princess of Gaerin." Honey irises shaped like almonds glimmered from behind the peach colored veil, even the heavy snow wolf-fur cloak weighing down the entire visage and engulfing her shape could not hide Lilith's charm.

No she wasn't Lilith anymore.....Princess Semeara, now she was Princess Semeara.

The real princess of the Gaerin, King Kyzm's daughter Princess Semeara was sent to a mansion at the Nine Step mountains while she took her place.

"T-This one greets princess Semeara, one was guided by Imperial consort Jeanson, her highness's mother, to introduce certain new servants and maids to the princess. Kindly take a look and select according to your liking." Crown Princess Artilia hurried with the greetings and tried to end this entire fiasco as soon as possible, she dared not get involved with Lilith knowing that her already hellish life would not be able to take Empress Mother Daphne's rage.

She did not had any intention to harm Lilith yet at the same time wished to be away from all the webs of conspiracies. Lilith on the other hand looked at the trembling fingers of the crown princess of the nation and the wounds on her neck feeling empathy with another woman that was in middle of torment yet could not escape it....wasn't it similar to her?

"Alright then." When those delicate fingers were motioned towards the guards, the maids entered the princess' chambers then shutting it close.

"Lowly one greets her highness princess, one is called Chui." Princess Semeara was known to be gentle and calm thus was an easy master to serve, all one needed was to know clean, cook and sew well. Crown Princess Artilia looked at the female sitting beside her making no movements thus nodded for others to continue."

"Lowly one greets the princess, this servant is Jia." Fifteen different women fawning over the princess bowed down, kowtowing once to show their obedience till the last one.

"This servant greets her highness, one is called Meza." A low bow was done yet the exquisite woman refused to go down to her knees and rub her nose on the floor. If it was someone else the maids might have snickered yet Meza was a fallen aristocrat. Count Hyrum's only daughter spared while her entire family was exiled to the Southern lands since it was found that the count was embezzling gold from the public fund.

"What can you do for this princess?" Infront of the irises that were somewhat seductive, when the pure princess raised such questions Meza could not help but smile.

"One can cook,sew-"

"Everyone else can do the same, then why must this princess have you as my confidant?" The maids were astonished thus everyone looked at the exchange with wide eyes, there were some people in the realm that were reduced to the lowest yet could never accept that place since the nobility they possessed were engraved in their bones, thus were broken yet died without bending while others changed their way as the wind blew.

Lilith wasn't looking for a flower, what she wished for was a weed that could be uprooted still it shall persist to the end.

"This one can offer my loyalty, if princess asks me to kill this one shall kill without a question." Sweet laughter bubbled from the pink veiled beauty making the maids somewhat feel unfathomable to this person while Artilia simply couldn't seem to grasp her character.

"Then Meza shall prove it." The entourage of maids were then dismissed with half of them feeling unfortunate to be unable to follow Princess Semeara while Meza got one the opportunity.

Inside the chambers two females were sitting without too many words, the silence which earlier seemed to be uncomfortable now seemed to sing a lullaby of peace.

Lilith got up from her place and went to glimmering mirror kept at one side, looking at the clothes she dare say that they were quite distasteful.....what her father sent was much better.

Her father.....Prince Vzeus

Where was her mother and her little brother that she once despised...if they were healthy and safe..she could do everything possible.

"What does crown princess thinks of Prince Vzeus." A simple wooden box was held up and placed on the porcelain palm, movements like a water dance glided across the room as the pear wood box was settled on the table and then opened up.

Artilia wished to ask what was happening yet sighed before answering.

"This one has never seen your father princess Lilith...I-I dare not be impudent and make a-assumptions." There was no answer in return but instead a cool get was taken on the fingers and slowly applied to Crown Princess Artilia's neck making her flinch and jump away wide eyed in fear.

"WHAT!..... What might be the meaning of this-"

"Simply saw the crown princess and remembered oneself, this princess suffered innumerable wounds at the Great Eastern Deserts yet in childhood neither father nor mother accompanied me thus one used to have thoughts that one deserved such pain...later when brother Casagon saw them he was raged and had told me then-'pain of something shall not lessen your agony of another thus one must do best to survive, if cannot think about your own survival then think about those that have been connected to you.....one must not suffer in vain and should fight with all one's might."

Artilia had no words, no expressions and neither any way that she could express herself nor Lilith asked anything else.

In silence they sat side by side for an hour. Lilith had her own family's life at stake while Artilia's mother was in the Prime Minister's mansion bound to the corner of the house where she was drawn to the verge of insanity while her father derived pleasure watching her suffer, if Artilia could she might have left that insane crown prince Zorah yet her father refused to do so.

Thus both of them were in middle of mayhem.

"Prince Vzeus was a kind person." She answered the question earlier refused.