If Wivior knew what Elvira was going through for him, he would accept her back in a heartbeat.
She was tapping her foot erratically while sitting under a gazebo in a sizeable garden. A female guard was standing right next to her, and they had been waiting on Lilith for quite a while now.
Agror had provided her mother with quite a life: A kingdom under her command and so many servants at her beck and call. Even her private garden was quite impressive. Flowers were blossoming everywhere in sight. A tall statue of Lillith stood in the center. It was made of gold and adorned with sparkling gems. There was also a crown on her head with diamonds shining brighter than her daughter's future. Even the shrubs were modified to look like Lilith and the creatures of her liking.
