"By taking your own advice and having hope. Your grandmother is probably older than either of can even begin to understand, yet she... well she's probably gone slightly insane, but he's still a loving and well meaning person. I think you'll be fine, between Amere and... Amere, I guess you'll have plenty of influence on being a kind and loving person." He shook his head and scooped her up to see the selection at the stall. "Nope. I want you to pick out everything that looks, smells, or tastes good. I'll tell you what it is and cook it for you but I want you to learn and explore."<br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"Out of fear, yes, I do think you would have spoken to me again. I'm going to take you to my house, where my children and our maids are. It's a quiet place hidden away in the forests. I'm going to introduce you to a mortal's bedding and then let you do as you please. Either stay there while I return to Zelina to make sure she stays out of trouble, or come back here and enjoy your solitude." </span>She kissed Flora to stifle any arguments and the couple soon found themselves in Elerona's bedroom.<span style="color: #5900b3">"Welcome to-"</span>She stopped and looked around with a warning snarl before picking up Flora and dropping her onto their massive, Blood Elven bed.<span style="color: #5900b3">"The finest fabrics known to mortals, hand-carded wood frame... it was a ton of gold, but well worth it."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"Of course not. Maybe... maybe it's not even worth getting upset over. Even if I could prove that your empress isn't the same being you think she is would anything really change? I don't think it would. Chaos is my name, my real one, but it's given a negative spin from your empress' meetings with me. I've been acting irrationally because I'm more mortal than celestial, I've been acting irrationally because I can see the empress for what she truly is and that scares me." </span>She shrugged and completely enveloped Order in her energy.<span style="color: #666600">"My son, Ras, used to be like you. He was raised a murder, lost all self of self, compassion, stripped of all emotion. Now he's a loving family man, with children on the way and I couldn't be any more proud of him. If he can change there's probably a chance for you too... of course, if there isn't it's well within my abilities to end your existence. I lost you, all that's left for me is to see you put to rest."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>