Abduxuel was about to greet Illivarra and guess that their mother was going to present them with some information related to an advantageous goal they individually persue. Perhaps there was a limited amount of said goal encouraging to compete but, knowing his mother, it would more likely be more open ended and rewarding to who knew how to best exploit things.<br/><br/>If it was the Matrons naming day as Erevar suggested certainly they would have known ahead of time. It would just humiliate everyone involved to surprise them with it. Dark Elf society was very individualistic. Angering Lolth was the only assured way to fail and even then Abduxuel noticed she could be uncharacteristically merciful in granting the ones who earned her anger a chance at redemption. Abduxuel believed the worse thing to do was become tedious or boring in The Spider Queen's eyes.<br/><br/>The wizard Aergrim arrived cutting off any conversation with Illivarra. Abduxuel's eyes were drawn to the enhanced naked female slave the wizard had with him. If he could do that to a womans breasts then Abduxuel had to wonder just how far could a man's genitals be enhanced. Then the Matron Mother herself came into the room and Abduxuel sweeped down into a kneeling position until his mother was seated at which point he stood alert and proud once more.  His attendants kneeled with him but only Jerion stood back up with his mistress but he still kept his head down never looking at the Matron.<br/><br/>So  The First Daughter did his best to never let himself wonder about his mother's feelings. It was so much more difficult in her presance. Did she compare him unfavorably to the bitch he replaced? Did she fear him or did she consider him weak? How did she feel that his rise in status killed over half of her children in only a couple days?<br/><br/>No! Those were not concerns he had. Why should he care about what The Matron thought about the failures that once sprang from her loins. By Lolth those things were retroactively nameless. If Arissa didn't have a respectable fear of his abilities than that would be her doom.<br/><br/>Jerion's eyes widened at hearing about the connection between the two slaves. Abduxuel sensed his conspirators thoughts.<br/>"Revered Mother, how exactly did the two slaves come to be bound to each other in the way they are?"<br/><br/>Abduxuel turned to his brother who just recieved a very choice darthiir slave as a gift. "Congratulations brother. If magic doesn't transfer between the two of them I can help you put the human into an eternal coma and burry her. That would prevent anyone depriving you of the superior slave by harming the inferior."