We fall down

*Epiphron* · (This post was last modified: 01-13-2015, 07:01 AM by Epiphron.)

Once, she wouldn't have thought twice about one who was an Adravendi by loyalty and not blood. But now -- her adopted family members had only proven to be weak-willed, with fragile loyalties, easily forgetting who they were and who had raised them. Neo had shown her the same kind of betrayal that Azalea had... both leaving their families to side with the enemy. Only those who were of true Adraendi blood had not failed her.

But this boy? He showed promise. He reminded her strongly of Chrysanthe, and again she found herself wondering if her sister ever had children, if they might look like this one. And despite being Azalea's son, he admitted he didn't know where she was. A bit of indignation rose inside her, but she was guilty of leaving her children once; but she had hoped Azalea would remain loyal to her children, if no one else. He seemed a bit unnerved at the mention of Glaciem and she found her gaze softening again. Her own daughter had been enchanted by the Armadas in the North, and Epiphron would admit silently it was nice to know that not everyone had joined them.

"Valhalla..." she would echo wistfully. "I was born in Valhalla." And truthfully? She wished she had never left. "You must know my adoptive mother, Erani?" the woman would probe gently. Epiphron didn't know how much he knew -- or how long he had been in Valhalla, but perhaps he would get her one step closer to reuniting with some of her lost family.

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