Andras followed The Queen's gestured suggestion, moving in there and taking look on the wealth. Albeit most regular cushioned seats looked a bit, comical, for his size and he appears not to be that familiar with how to sit on them in a comfortable manner. As a man of the northern tribes, he is more used to more rugged sort furniture. He also curiously look on the black liquid contained in bottles.<br/><br/>On The Queen's request to undress, Andras smirked and replied; "Would not absence of my clothes break etiquette in your court in making you the overdressed one in comparison?" But besides that comment, he did oblige. Revealing his muscular form, having well-faded scars in his body from past encounters but they easily disappeared under the radiance of his moonsilver tattoos which thoroughly covered his body from the neck down and up to ankles and wrists. Tattoos having a language of their own and symbolism but it's only known to lunars. Undressing his furs he folded them, and placed on the floor in the suitable corner. He accepts the offered glass by the queen, which contents he sniffed but did not sip from it, not at least until the queen herself sipped from hers first. Once she toasted he toasted with her and said; "To us." Then he took a sip on the liquid, carefully taste and analyze it before drinking. Not necessary for poison, but more experiment how it tasted and sort wary as the demonic realm has many wonders and dangers.<br/><br/>As Queen told about her hive he replies; "So even if you despise the chaos of nature you're influenced by nature's organized aspect, a hive of bees, a nest of ants, they are highly organized beings driven by the singular will of their queen. Of course, you can push either of those into chaos, just need influence or target the queen to make it happen. As hive goes disorganized when there are two queens in there. In the chaos, the both queens are tested than in organized harmony."<br/><br/>As the queen asks her collective their thoughts on Andras, the collective overall in harmonic chorus replied to queen after they organized their feelings and thoughts into a unified front; "He's dangerous, deadly, powerful. Prime breeding specimen, but dangerous, control hard to impossible, but maybe not needed. Primal lusts detected, primal society, breeder himself not against breeding. But dangerous in mind as might, not a simple beast. A lunar is always unpredictable. Not strong as queen, but queen not strong as him either. Different fields of focus in might. If united, most deadliest combination. A risk, a gamble."<br/><br/>Along with visions and words, the queen also realized that she had heard rumors even first-age lunars did 'breeding' experiments, so all these centuries lunars have continued practice and she had heard of beastmen tribes and wyld barbarian tribes led by lunars who breed them. So in sense lunars have done centuries, organized, and perhaps perfected their own way of breeding and doing things. But besides that lunars have developed a simple but organic evolving and growing way to create societies, perhaps a bit chaotic for Queen's taste but there can be gain to study the tempered and tested wisdom of the lunars.<br/><br/>As the queen explained her goals and similarities between her and him, it seems Andras read her correctly and replies; "Both can be achieved, but we are different and the question is can we share the Creation or not. You keep tight constant control of your hive and would like to do so rest of Creation, while by nature I would present chaos and freedom. But both forces can co-exist, as without order in nature it would collapse on itself, but without chaos, the things living in order grow stagnant. But you ponder on more personal level synergy or conflict? No doubt conflicts will emerge but are they sort conflicts that make the entire alliance collapse or not, we both can indeed benefit from each other. But neither would yield to each other, at least not fully. To extend is how much freedom, choice or control, we are willing to sacrifice as compromise is the question."<br/><br/>Andras sipped from his glass again as he let the question linger in air, no doubt such details are hard to nail down in a single hour or even a day, perhaps ever in a lifetime but he displays openness for ideas for compromises.<br/><br/>As queen cut her palm and offered it, Andras was briefly hesitant, thinking carefully but he slowly draws his daiklave from heat halfway out, slicing his palm and offering to the queen, in a display of her power as Fiend the pact is sealed between them as he says; "I agree on the terms of silence for secrets you're going share to me now." Once sealed he listened to Queen's information and tale how things turned out in Malfeas and how they relate to the return of solar in Creation.<br/><br/>During discussion he slowly empties his glass, as Queen finishes her revelations and lands down her ultimate question, he places empty glass into the table and looks at the queen and replies; "I predict the Silver Pact will oppose the return of yozis, they are ready and willing to fight against anyone who would sponsor their return. As would solars and dragon-blooded. Not to mention gods, even if incompetent or broken, they will aid the champions once they act. So you have quite a deck opposed against you. If you plan to stick to their ideals and goals, I view eventually we would be crossing paths on opposite sides of the battlefield. It would be...sad, tragic, way end our third incarnation, more so when there's actually proper power balance this time around where things should work better for us both than lead one of us being absorbed by the other."<br/><br/>There is silence and there was a sign of sadness but resolute in Andras gaze, but he then continues; "But if you follow your own ambitions, ignoring whims of your patrons besides provide lip service to appease their temperaments, you could find a place in Creation your own and your own power. I would gladly support it, but as mentioned I won't become your slave. Not like earlier reincarnation did. But we can figure out compromises, make deals and trades. One key element between beings of two equal powers is that who is king or queen and who is the horse who carries said king or queen is instinct and desire grow strong and powerful, grow strong through conflict or seek conflicts and tests to grow stronger. We both are strong, but like phases of the moon where it's on full power and wanes until it again starts to ascend, we both face times where the other is just slightly less powerful and thus be submissive for time. If you think can live in such predictable flux, able to trade, and make compromises, I can see the future."<br/><br/>Andras then smirks and adds; "You ponder then; how to determine who's stronger this moment and right now? Either one can challenge each other, but the one who is challenged is one name the test where skill, ability, and power are measured. It can be a contest, it can be a challenge or test where if succeeded the power is willingly transferred to the victor. While the loser will remain or be demoted to be lower in rank until challenged or new challenge. Of course, to keep things simple we can schedule tests only taken once per day at most. In Silver Pact, tests and duels are commonplace to measure and test each other. So..." Then Andras clearly goes overly theatrical voice, changing from calm and smooth tones to speaking loudly, boldly enough heard across the manse in a challenging tone;<strong>"What a whore of a queen with big ass has a mind to test me with to see is she nothing more than cock slurping harlot or actually someone worthy bear her crown!"</strong><br/><br/>The entire collective of The Queen is stunned, shocked by the audacity and arrogance of this man beast! Some were terrified, some were outraged and some were screaming the queen murder him! With just a few taunting words, the entire hive is in buzzing inside the Queen's head!