<span style="color: #ff4dff">“Then I guess it won’t be too bad. I was getting even more nervous about this egg... but Mistress is a god killer, so I guess she would keep me safe.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">“But she lives here doesn’t she? She has some right to not want me here doesn’t she?” </span>Elerona looked up at her mother and their guest when they entered and she held up one finger to request they be quiet. And for the first time she didn’t seem upset by her mother’s presence, if anything Elerona seemed to smile at Order.<span style="color: #8000ff">“Hello there, mother. Who is your friend?”</span><br/><br/>Karrie looked at Susan and tightened her grip on the knife before relaxing and offering it to Susan. The priestess having made considerable progress earning Karrie’s trust and friendship even if her attitude occasionally ran away from her.<span style="color: #ff0000">“Elerona hates Order, why would I let her or another stranger in here?”</span>She didn’t wait for a response and headed to her room without complaint or even a comment under her breath.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>