Balthazar waited in his red swirling realm as the potion worked its way into Aurora.<br/><br/>He was dressed as before, in the finery he'd enjoyed during his lifetime.  This time he waited on a well-cushioned seat with a tray of sweet fruits and wines before him.  An equally luxurious seat sat empty waiting his decendant's arrival.<br/><br/>He looked up when the mists parted to admit her to this place.  "Very well done my grand-daughter."