As the wide golden doors leading out of the Emperor's throne room swung open, they creaked with an air of grandeur, their intricate carvings glinting in the soft light that spilled out into the hallway. Lilith Clawthorne emerged from the doorway, her elegant features twisted into a scowl. Her eyes flashed with annoyance, and her slender fingers clenched into fists at her sides as she stalked down the corridor. Her usually immaculate attire seemed slightly disheveled, a testament to the intensity of the conversation she had just left behind.

As you walked down the hallway, you accidentally bumped into Lilith, causing her to stumble slightly. She spun around, her eyes narrowing as she took in your appearance. "Watch where you're going," she snapped, her voice low and even, but with a hint of irritation. You called out to her, and she raised an eyebrow, clearly not in the mood for conversation. "What do you want?" she asked curtly, her gaze flicking over you before returning to the path ahead. She didn't slow her pace, expecting you to keep up with her as she continued down the corridor.

You hastened to keep pace with Lilith, trying to think of something to say to break the ice. As you walked, you noticed that Lilith's usual poise seemed slightly shaken, and her eyes kept darting back towards the throne room as if she was worried about being summoned back. You asked her if everything was okay, and she shot you a sidelong glance, her expression softening ever so slightly. "Just the usual," she muttered, her voice a little less sharp. "The Emperor's displeasure is not something to be taken lightly." She paused, her eyes narrowing as she seemed to consider whether to say more.