Genesis 28:21

Dea felt her faith waver, her world rocked. He had made an alliance, and his phrasing had not been missed. The message was not lost on the demonic woman. She would have to follow him into the home of another woman. While she wasn't a stranger to such a lifestyle, Dea would never have chosen it for herself. Pack life meant the hellish queen would have to now her head to someone else, she was on equal ground with Archon, descending from divinity the same as he was. She followed him,  because of the faith she had come to love, because as many chances as she had to simply walk away, Archon always lured her home again.

His calling did not go unnoticed, though she refused to answer it for a while. Let him worry himself to death, it was his own fault. It dawned on her then, what she would have to do. Smiling to herself in the moonlight, Dea finally howled back at her obsession. It would be a long road, and hard with children in tow, but Dea found determination. Moving toward him, Dea gave him an apologetic smile. If he wasn't too upset with her, she would run up and press herself into his chest. "Forgive my deliberation. Where you ask me to go...it won't be easy for me." Her tones were solemn, her head low.

She was so strong, how could he make her so weak? She would have to lower her head to another woman, climb through the ranks and prove herself all over again. How could he not see this would be one of the hardest defeats of her life? Nevertheless the deed had been done and the alliance was set. Ashen would become their home, and because she was bound by word and blood to follow, that is what she would do. She wanted reassurances first and foremost, however.