Some time later, the Solars had been entertained and spoiled until the point where most people would have become sick of it. maur-Azur was an indulgent host, and no empty glass went more than a few seconds without being filled. Wispy-looking, saucer-eyed fish spirits were bought in and performed an elaborate dance, translucent fins moving like veils. There were no further questions from the sea god, who instead seemed content to sit back and observe until the festivities seemed to be drawing to a close.<br/><br/>"You must be exhausted! My children, see them to their quarters!" he declared. "We shall talk more in the morning about your plans for Creation, and how I may be at your side to aid them."<br/><br/><br/>.....<br/><br/><br/>Wavecrest answered Talion's question by pushing open the doors to an ornately adorned bedroom, with some kind of crystalline glass dome overhead. Since they had arrived here, it was now night, and only the bioluminescence of the gardens illuminated the world outside, with nothing of the outside world now visible apart from the odd fish wandering along the outside of the dome. In the centre of the chamber was a great shell that had been made into a luxurious bed.<br/><br/>"I hope you don't mind if I do this myself?" she asked, slipping her dress off one shoulder, and letting it flow off her body and around her ankles. She had nothing else on other than a coy smile. "Not that I'd<em>mind</em>you tearing my clothes off like you did with my sister...."<br/><br/><br/>.....<br/><br/><br/>The oldest of the male god-blooded announced his presence to Zavros with a polite cough.<br/><br/>"You were asking about a forge or studio, good sir?" he said. "There is such a place, though it has been unused for many years. There is such a place here, though my father tells me that when he found it, it was only a shell of what it once was. Perhaps you may make something of it."<br/><br/><br/>.....<br/><br/><br/>Kersinta clung close to Kisara as she and Mouse were escorted to their rooms by Pearl and River. The young soldier never relaxed her grip on the hilt of her sword, and Pearl did not seem much more relaxed.<br/><br/>"It's a pity that we won't get to know a new stepmother." she said with a bright smile. "But I suppose were it not for you, my father would not have met either of you."<br/><br/>She turned to look at Mouse and Kisara, as servants scrambled to open the doors to their rooms, bowing fearfully.<br/><br/>"A former soldier of the Imperial legions, and a barba....hillfolk chief? Unlikely companions indeed--normally, people like you would only have met on the battlefield. I hope you will respect the honour my father has shown you, and the boundless compassion you have witnessed here today."