Freya and Lilith sat down at a table, Lilith adopting a more refined and royal posture while Freya looked more relaxed despite being just as elegant, however her's was more of a natural elegance that she radiated even in death while Lilith's was practiced.
"Your boys' are quite a handful. Although this isn't nearly as stressful as leading a kingdom of vampires in a primal era, it's quite a lot "
Freya sighed, putting her elbows on the table and resting on it, causing her cleavage to spill out a little and somehow making even that look elegant.
"They weren't always like that, and they weren't always... they. It was easier back then, manageable. Then HE happened "
"Who?"
"Q"
"That doesn't-"