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Erika – Truth.

Truth be told she didn't really love him, she didn't even like him, just his position.
Where he stood he almost had complete control of the coven. Almost.

But that was only while Viktor and Markus were sleeping, once every two centuries. Which was quite a long time for a young vampire such as herself. But there was no one else of the same rank as Kraven and it wasn't like the Elders would be interested in her, a lowly attendant.
No, Markus was always far too distracted, mumbling about his brother William, whoever he was. Besides he was only ever interested in the older brunettes and unfortunately she'd been born with golden locks and dye was out of the question. Her hair was far too precious to risk destroying it simply to try and gain the affections of a distracted man.

Viktor was far too detached for her taste, the man never seemed to smile. Unless Selene was in the room bloody Selene. What was so special about her she never smiled either, bullets first questions later and was always dressed head to toe in her skin tight black leather catsuit stalking around with her two blazing guns at the ready and a snarl on her face. Sometimes she wondered if Viktor's love for Selene was purely paternal. The two did seem rather obsessed with one another. If he was sleeping Selene would most often be found looking into the crypt from behind the glass panel and if he was awake he always wanted her by his side at the big meetings and dinners. It was a strange relationship to say the least.

There was Amelia, but any attempt to even get close to her was thwarted by her constant posse of adoring males. Wherever Amelia went they followed, showering her with praise and compliments. Although, from the constant smirk on the Elder's face she clearly thought very little of them. The idea of sleeping with a woman unsettled her a bit, it was foreign territory, somewhere she had yet to venture. Somewhere she dared not to even think about venturing with an Elder until she was certain she knew exactly what she was doing. Vampire fangs after all, were awfully sharp.

So with the Elders out of her reach, she'd settled for Kraven. He trusted her with his secrets, she knew what he was secretly planning to do. However she had plans of her own. Plans that revolved around her exposing him to the rest of the Coven when it would be in her best interest to do so. Thus, gaining favour with the Elders and climbing up the social ladder.
It was all a game of patience.