The descent to Hell is easy...

With mismatched ears perked she wasn’t very surprised at the mention of the fallen god. Though even Circe hadn’t been so outright in her assertion of her faith as Dea. Why Archon chose her to mother his children was partially revealed. Belle quite liked the thought that she had been the one doing the choosing, but maybe Archon was right. The Abraxas god had brought them together. Before she could get another word in Archon appeared beside her.

The switch in Dea’s form was like night and day. Belle kept herself neutral to this except for a quick glance and raised an eyebrow in Archon’s direction. She couldn’t fault the woman since she hadn’t been at all perceivably rude. However it did make the Empress feel slighted, not that she would show it but her opinion of the woman was not raised.

”Indeed.” She interjected, ivory tail lashing at her hips. ”Well, Dea.” She tried out the woman’s name before asking, ”What are your skills? Where would you best fit within Ashen?” She certainly hadn’t spent her private moments with Archon chattering about what skills his band members possessed.