<span style="font-style: italic">Brice alright, probably because he can't think to disagree. His god what? He doesn't move again till Reeva clears her throat before going after the horse that had spooked. </span><br/><br/>Kissa shifts nervously. She had never explained to a mortal about their heritage. Especially since a lot of people didn't know that their father is a god. They especially didn't get practice with explaining that their mother is the modern day Pharaoh of Egypt, and they the royal princesses. Stella had taught them to not use their powers in public, only in the safety of their homes. Ari, the Egyptian god that had fathered them, Stella's husband and fellow ruler, dissaproved of this. He thought the girls should be free to display their heritage. Stella argued that living in the press' eye was no way to grow up. Ari had conceded to his wife. "Ah I think mom can explain better than we can. But you're right Lexeo would should head home. The girls help the boys mount up, Kissa tying Atlas to her saddle horn. They press the horses a little faster, not stopping them when they break into a run when they spot the barn.<br/><br/>Kissa and Reeva take turns explaining what happened out in the pasture. Stella listens with a poker face, her chin resting in her hands. She looks from her daughters to her nephew to his friend. "Lexeo, quit looking like you're going to be sent before an execution squad." She turns her attention to Brice. "Keeping our secret is of highest importance. If the general public knew about our existence, there would be no peace in our lives. Swear to tell no living soul about what you've learned, and I will let you keep your memory of what happened tonight.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Let him keep his memory of what happened tonight? She can wipe his memory, make him forget things ever happened? What exactly are they all capable of? "She can do that?," he squeaks, looking at Lexeo.</span>