Fate

Lilith's POV

As I stepped into the throne room, a wave of awe washed over me. The space was vast, its high ceilings adorned with intricate carvings that depicted scenes from our history—battles fought, alliances forged, and the rise of our domain.

Golden chandeliers hung above, their crystals catching the light and casting a warm glow that flickered across the marble floor. The air was thick with the scent of polished wood and the faint musk of incense, a reminder of the weight of tradition that hung heavily in this place.