Renee was just as worried about the ritual as Simon was if Tasso didnâ€™t awaken then how could they complete the prophecy? Even as Lady Kaielah assured Simon that it would be done she frowned slightly disagreeing, she turned to the woman as she offered to speak with her in private. She nodded and waited for the woman to start leading the way before she followed. She settled down when they came to more private section of the chamber. Her mind raced with questions but she knew better to ask just yet. It was always better to wait to be informed before questions were purposed to the informer. She hoped it wasnâ€™t anything to bad, she was already mentally panicking her love, Tasso, had not awakened. How could she do this without him? And what made it worse was Lady Kaielahâ€™s words on him being spilt, what did they mean by that? Tasso split in half but how? What had gone wrong during the prophecy but that was an easy question, everything had gone wrong and it was clear somethingâ€™s werenâ€™t going to be able to be made correct. Her pale sapphire eyes blinked up at the woman waiting for her to speak.<br/><br/>Drake observed Annabelle from afar wondering how she fitted in this whole prophecy it was clear she held a much greater part in this than exposed. He was tempted go ask her but she might not even know or might not tell him. He hadnâ€™t known her that well so he wouldnâ€™t be upset if she didnâ€™t tell him but he was nosey at the moment and a bit ignorant about things. The white wolf looked at Fatal for a moment then Gimmel who just seem to be soaking it all in much like him. He wondered if the wolf was even Tasso, or was he Tasso. No that couldnâ€™t be right or he wouldnâ€™tâ€™ feel such the pull he felt towards Fatal. And what was with the no sense of Gimmel being split did this mean half of him was in one wolf and the other half in another? If that was the case then he could very much so also be Tasso but he doubted the thought too much. He wanted to question Simon but felt there was no need everything would explain themselves eventually or hopefully. His amber eyes drifted till they landed on Angelus, she hadnâ€™t spoken a word since he had arrived or so that he knew of. He padded a bit closer to her before whispering,<span style="font-weight: bold">â€œAre you alright?  I know this a lot to take inâ€¦ I was wondering if youâ€™re as confused as me or is this make some sense to you.â€</span><br/><br/>The creature seemed human in fact it looked more human than anything.  Its long silky onyx hair was whipping from the force of the chilling wind; it stood thinly four foot and three inches. It was a child, no any ordinary child despite is appearance. A childish slender face with almond sapphire eyes, cheeks that were scarred with scratches, and thin onyx eye brows placed on her face. It was clear she was disturbed by something in particular, if you wanted to know she would simply reply with the atmosphere.  By then if you hadnâ€™t noticed the deep ash colored feathers that  sprouted out the center of her back you were considered to be either retarded or brave. She stood in the exerting pressure of a grave yard in other words holy ground. She observed the area with sapphire eyes flickering over grave stone and tombs before they stopped at a small hole. She let a small smile flicker to her face before advancing towards it; now all she had to do was enter the hole as a frightened injured girl. She let a frown display on her face and focused on cloaking her wings, as if magic they sunk into her back disappearing for the time being and with that she slid down the hole, with tears starting down her scarred face.<br/><br/><br/>Fatal flicked around started by the young girlâ€™s entrance well who was she? What made the situation worse was she was crying obviously scared. The silver wolf let out a whimper notify Simon and Annabelle who could speak to humans. After all she didnâ€™t even know if the girl could understand wolf so she wouldnâ€™tâ€™ take any chances yet. She nudged the girl who let out a small yowl in return, she appeared to be hurt and this worried Fatal. She wanted to help the little girl but didnâ€™t know exactly how. When the little girl bright sapphire eyes appeared through her thick long ebony hair she stepped back startled. She had seen those exact eyes before but where? She frowned not being able to figure it out while looking over her shoulder she spoke softly for only Simon to hear.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">â€œSimon, we have an injured guestâ€¦â€</span><br/><br/><br/>-----------------<br/>[OOC: Simon doesn't know who the girl is but Annabelle does, and she realizes it is Maeva's daughter who hold the witches heart within her.]