She couldn't help but giggle at how he whistled at her room. It entertained her for the most part when new people laid their eyes on it. After she collapsed on the bed she smiled over at him. The bed felt all too inviting at the moment to even think about getting up.  However she closed her eyes as he moved about the room. Even more entertained as he spoke when she talked.

Angela yawned as she climbed over to him for a moment. "I'm just exhausted from being on Parvpora dear that's all. If you insist I will rest though." She offered him a gentle smile as she looked around them. "You can go where ever you want just don't get too lost." She brought her hand up and brought him down to her so she could kiss him. It was gentle and not as needy as before.

"Don't get lost and I am sure Iva will find you once she calms down about Winston." She kissed his forehead before climbing up to the top of the bed and just about slamming herself down as if she couldn't hold herself up anymore. "I'll be here." Another yawn left her lips. "Resting." She snuggled her red head into the pillow and like that she was passed out.

Drae squeezed her hand and leaned over her as she wanted and kissed her back sweetly. He almost felt silly, being so tender with someone. It had been some time since he had felt tender towards anyone, and he felt as though he were melting like chocolate for this flame headed woman. 

"If it comes to it, I'll tie a string to your ankle and let it unwind as I explore. That way, IF I do get lost, all I need to do is follow it back to you," he said with a smile. Now you are being sappy on purpose. He smirked as she kissed his forehead and collapsed upon the pillows. He took the initiative and pulled a blanket up over her shoulders before he kissed her cheek and left her in peace and quiet. The warlock slipped out of the Goddess' bedchamber and wandered down the hall, cautiously peering into rooms to try and locate the library, but also to make a mental map of the temple to be able to navigate later on. 

The most of what he had come across immediately around Angela's rooms had been smaller, less extravagant rooms that seemed to belong to children or young adults. These rooms he didn't snoop around in, but instead closed the doors and kept looking around. He could hear Iva's shrieks of joy still echoing in the halls as he came to a set of double doors. Interest piqued, he pulled open one of the doors and looked inside. 

Shelves upon shelves books lined up in front of him, and Drae felt his mouth almost begin to water. His fingers began to itch. He'd never admit to being a well-read bookworm, but he had learned that you really couldn't put a price on knowledge or information. He pushed the door open fully and he walked into the library. He could smell the parchment and old ink, and the leather of bindings. He walked up to the first shelf and began to peruse the titles. 

The sound of the library doors open almost made her jump out of her skin as she ran and hid behind the bookshelf. Her long lavender hair hiding one of her blue eyes. They were sapphire blue and that was where her name came from. She was a small framed girl and very short. Of course at her age she was still growing.

Her eyes drifted down to the fish in the water below them. She straighten out her baggy dark blue dress that hung off her shoulders and the sleeves bellowed out. She held onto the book she had close to her as she looked back up to stare at Drae. She had never seen him before. The teen stared for a moment before popping out from behind the bookshelf. "The oldest ones are in the back.. They are the best ones. They tell the story of the world tree in Parvpora. Some of them even have stories of Momma." 

She came up to him and hugged her book before tucking it away. "There are some old maps too. The landscapes change a lot in a hundred years believe it or not." She gave him a smile. "The library in Sularia has a larger selection but I think Momma gets the first dibs on all earthy stuff. Especially herbalism books! Though there are some books in here that are before Momma's ascension. I think she keeps those put away from everyone. She says that some of stuff in there is too dark for us to read right now."

Drae noticed the movement from behind the shelves, and looked up briefly, squinting into the shadows before he went back to the titles. He pushed a stray lock of his raven colored hair from his face before he looked back up as a girl stepped out from behind the shelf. He had been wondering what she had been waiting for. But then again, he was a stranger, and she was just a child. He figured that this definitely had to be one of Angela's daughters, though she seemed quite the polar opposite of Angela. Drae was having a slightly hard time getting past the interesting shade of purple the girl's hair was. And her eyes sparkled like the truest blue of stones. 

He gave her a friendly smile, trying to dial back the charm just a touch so he didn't freak her out. "Your mother is a wise woman. Such knowledge can be dangerous in hands too young to understand it," he said as he gave her a slight bow. He ran through the names of the daughters that Angela had mentioned. He recalled her mentioning that Sapphire was the one that always could be found in the library. 

"It is Sapphire, is it not?" he asked as he came close and offered her a hand. "Your mother said that this might be where I would run into you," he said pleasantly. 

Sapphire's blue eyes watched him for a moment as she nodded. "Fair enough I suppose but someday I'll be able to read it and understand it like everyone else." She curtsied to him as her mother taught her. She merely nodded to her name. "Sapphire like the color of my eyes. Momma likes her gem stones."

She took his hand and felt how warm it was compared to her. She reached up on her tippy toes and felt his ears. "You're like me." She pushed her lavender hair behind one of her ears to reveal an elvish looking ear. "Momma says my father was a ranger and she said it was common for elves to be like that. What about you?"

Taking a moment she chuckled. "You know my name but I don't know yours. I just know you came home with Momma like others have though you aren't quite like the others. She has never kept them close. I heard others saying you haven't separated much since coming here." Though it was still very early into his new home.

"You are aptly named then. Just as lovely as the stone your mother named you after," Drae smiled. He bent down low for her to touch his ears, and remained at her level so he could better continue the conversation with her. He smirked when he saw the delicate point that her ears came to when she pushed back her soft purple hair. 

"Not completely the same, though," Drae told her. "You look like you were given the full faculty of your Fey kin. Me, I'm just a half-breed by rights, and that barely gives me any claim to that kinship," he chuckled. "My mother was a high elf, my father was a human. That's how you end up with a mongrel like me," he explained. "My given name is Adraejen Porthyrius, but you, my dear, can call me Drae," he said giving her a flowery bow. 

He was taken by surprise in the announcement that he had come with her mother like many others had, but he didn't let it show with any more than a quirk of an eyebrow. It was little surprise that Angela had brought other men to the shrine. She was, after all, a very beautiful woman who had desires. What did surprise him was finding out that usually Angela didn't keep them as close as she had been keeping him, though granted, he had barely been there at the shrine more than an hour. 

"I've barely been here for more than an hour, my dear. She might very well get sick of me before the day is out. Though, I do find myself interested in what others are saying. What makes you or them think I am any different from the others she may have brought home at some point?" he asked curiously. 

She chuckled a bit and shook her head. "I'm a halfling too. I'm Rosenite like Momma but only half. Not all of my siblings have fathers or rather people ask her for children thinking they are going to get sex and she conjures a child they do not want. That's why there are so many of us. If one would love the child she would give more attention but so far no one lives up to that expectation." She gave him a smile. "Drae it is."

She tilted her head to the side for a moment and chuckled. "You went to her room and were barely there long enough but to do what? Men who come here just for the sake of being in her bed and nothing else get a room of their own and are not shown to hers. That is why people are talking about you. Maybe you have found a crack in the tall walls my momma has built." 

She reached up and grabbed a book. "There was a story once about a woman who climbed to the small moon because she did not want to get hurt or hurt others.. She kept herself there like she was in a tower until one day someone was brave enough to try and figure out why. He gained her trust and he found a broken woman who had lost everything and was afraid of losing what she had left.. The story reminds me a lot of Momma. I know a lot more than my other siblings but that's because I am good at listening through walls and I remember things well."

She opened the page up to an illustration of the woman on the moon. "They said she was like a goddess kind of.. but other stories say she was a mage that lost control and killed someone she loved. No one knows for sure where the story originated from but the end result is all the same. It took a long time to bring the woman down from the moon and only because she trusted him." She snapped the book shut and put it back up on the shelf. "You've just begun to climb up to the moon. Don't ever give up on her. We're all she has besides the conclave… While there are many of us she still feels the pain of what it might be to lose just one of us. We're her precious children and all of us understand that. It's why a lot of us have left the nest and don't come home. They want her to be able to try and support herself. Wanting to be loved unconditionally is a hard thing to swallow but she is going to get hurt if someone uses us against her."

Drae considered what Sapphire said about him being different than other men her mother may have brought back to the temple. He hadn't really thought of it the way she put it. Truthfully, he hadn't expected her to give him any sort of living space, especially since they had only met that morning for starters, and because he had insisted that he be allowed a certain level of autonomy, so that he could keep his residence in Wyllmochvar. Somehow, being lovers, he had actually expected that he would share her living quarters, which might have been why he had not expected to be considered different. That, and it hadn't really dawned on him that Angela had brought others to her shrine in the past. Being a mother and all, he had actually thought that she would have kept such individuals away from the temple if she could, so as to not expose her children to anything illicit. 

"I certainly didn't expect that I had done anything to merit such attention from your mother, I assure you," Drae chuckled. "She just took notice when I helped her out a bit during a duel in Wyllmochvar this morning. Not that she couldn't handle the situation herself, or course," he added quickly with a dismissive wave of his hand. "I don't know about finding a crack in her walls, but I did find something I guess," he mused softly. He watched her snatch up a particularly well-loved volume from the shelf. He listened to the story she related, one that was well-known and that he remembered his own mother telling him when he was a child. He moved closer and looked at the illustration with interest as she continued to relay the story. 

When the book snapped shut and was replaced back upon the shelf, he regarded the child with a soft expression. She was far more wise than she appeared, and she definitely knew who it was that her mother treasured above all. 

"I never expected your mother to be such," he said softly. "But you want to know something? The man in the story? He was just as broken as the woman on the moon. He was a criminal, and the biggest reason she followed him down one day was simply because he had stolen something precious to her," he told her as he lightly caressed her cheek. He took her hand and lightly pressed a soft kiss to the back of it before he turned to leave the library. 

"Don't worry, Sapphire. I've never backed down from a challenge," he said with a charming smirk and a bow before he pulled the door open and disappeared into the hallway.