<div style="text-align: center">Vestele:<br/>​</div><br/>As they journeyed Dante had finally cornered her about her reaction to the punishment of Malak, she wasn’t sure what she felt about it in all honesty. She understood that Dante needed to make an example of him not only to make sure he understood his crime but so that the others would not think of repeating his mistake. “I understand why you did it, things like that were just rarely down within my society so it's a little jarring that is all.” She knew that both Micah and Karlel would be able to turn the mine around in the few days she had watched them they had more then provided they were able to keep the mine going and be fair to slaves which worked there.<br/><br/>They travelled onwards, the carriages continuing towards where the city of the angels once stood. Laylah fought back the memories which seemed to push themselves to the surface of her mind at seeing the familiar places and locations  along the way. She had travelled this route more than once in the past. Slowly the mountains came into sight as the morning sun highlighted the snowy tops and it glinted off the buildings which made up the city. Dante’s voice pulling her from her thoughts as he spoke and her eyes turned to meet his.<br/><br/>“It’s stunning, Really? .. I thought they would have teared it apart. Apparently your father was very good at controlling others of your kind. I would have completely expected it to be destroyed. I was away from the city when it was attacked.”  Her eyes darted over towards the buildings on the each her eyes seeming to mist up for a moment before she shook her head and instead looked at the floor of the carriage.<br/><br/>As they set up to camp Laylah had found herself settling beside the campfire, seeking out the warmth that it would provide her as the night grew darker and colder. She was idly petting Nyx when she noticed the change in body language as they both rose and growled before darting off into the darkness. Laylah moved to her feet watching where they disappeared into as Dante moved forward his weapon draw she slid a dagger free and moved forward also.  Laylah heard the scream and moved forward her eyes widened as she saw a small child curling herself into ball as she looked at Dante with eyes filled with fear. Laylah stepped forward the dagger quickly being placed back in place as she took a step forward.She approached slowly and carefully not wanting to scare her “ Shh little one it's alright” she opened her arms as she tried to pull her into her arms as she hugged her softly “Shh its alright little one, I’m laylah what's your name ?.. how old are you ?” she glanced up at Dante.