He gave her a flat stare, before smiling and shaking his head. "No, the wyvern knows well when to flee the skies, for a dragon is more lord there than they. And you, my most dear sponsor, are likely the most beautiful, dangerous, skillful, and addictive of the Fae. And while I do enjoy your company, I always remember that I am a mere a amusement for you. Asking for more is as a peasant after a goddess.<br/><br/>And I know the more I spend with you, the more you dig your delightful little hooks in. How many of your hounds were equal Fae that did not respect that power, or Knights that didn't understand your dangers? Among the world I lived in, your name still holds power there, even though so many of the old stories have been lost."