"Don't worry dear. I'll find another diversion."  Widow said to the young man. Amber Mist chose his words rather well, the deathknight let him go without any second thoughts. Cute as he may be, Amber Mist was inconsequential in the long run. The Widow never lacked for company.<br/><br/>For all the exotic creatures brilliance it was seldom very attentive. It kept track of it's many elaborate ploys within it's own mind, but the obvious sometimes eluded it.  It didn't see the Dragon King eying it over, for certainly it would have taken interest. The Widow liked innocent young men the same way someone might like a snack. Someone strong like the Dragon King might even prove himself worth taking seriously.<br/><br/>"The Mask of Winters? Well doesn't this just keep getting better?"  The Widow remarked.  It usually gave the Deathlords a modicum of respect. It hated the Neverborn but it had some measure of sympathy for the Deathlords. That didn't mean it wouldn't crush them with the weight of the world if it could, and Mask of Winters was obviously making too much trouble to ignore. Perhaps while in the Savage Lands The Widow could generate a great deal of personal influence. The confederation may not stand a chance against the Realm but that didn't mean they never could. In time perhaps the realm could be taken down a notch or two, and those who followed The Widow and died would continue following in death. It would have to be a bit subtle. It doubted it's companions would appreciate it's plans. The Widow saw how easily it could gain from the situation, but it would have little to gain if the Mask of Winter's plan succeeded. It would only bring Creation one step closes to oblivion and after it the underworld would be destroyed too. The Deathlord's must be stopped even for their own good. Perhaps with enough power The Widow may even have a kiss which will break The Lover's spell from The Prince of Shadows.<br/><br/>"The Deathlord seeks to eliminate the confederation and weaken the realm in the process. It would result in a significant victory for oblivion. He is too powerful to attack directly, but I am confident with some effort we can unravel his work. You were right in sending for me, Orchid." The Widow grinned slyly. It didn't wish to reveal  the nature it and Crow shared, but it did remember that Crow probably didn't care for the Deathlord's.  "I believe someone else here has reason to hate the Mask of Winter's as well."