The demon had lied. She could hear Arahaelon with each word that was spoken, the pain in his voice. She could not help but wonder if some of that pain was caused by her presence here. She wanted so badly to reach out, to touch him, to feel the muscles of his arms and chest under the delicate hold of her hands. But she couldn't. He was still her enemy, wasn't he?<br/><br/>Faira's relationship with Andromeda had been complicated, but she knew what her mother meant to the elves of Aesthan. Her mother bathed in the light of the goddess and wielded her power so easily. And she had been cut down so quickly, despite it, but the assassins sent by the dark elves. The first Empress since the creation of the elves to lose her life in such a way.<br/><br/>"If we do not know, then we must seek the goddess, herself." Faira said. It was the only logical option, it was something she had already considered doing, but now the need for it felt all the more immediate. Faira stepped forward until she stood in front of him, trying to force his eyes to lift to hers. They were not the eyes she had once known, but her soul told her this was still the man she had been so ready to spend her life with, to govern her people with. It was a situation so entirely different than the one that waited for her back in the City of Light.<br/><br/>"There is a temple, a top the mountains in the Black Forrest, I will go there and commune with Yara." She said, finally speaking the goddess' name. The Black Forest was nowhere near as ominous as the name implied, it was simply dense and at night so near pitch black travelers could hardly use torches to lend light to their path. It would be draped in snow now, as fall had begun in most of the realm and the forest was in the Northmost part of Aesthan.<br/><br/>Faira reached out, her fingers delicately touched the bottom of his chin and lifted his gaze to meet hers.<br/><br/>"Come with me? Please?"