Angela had a mock look of shock on her face. “I speak fluently in most language Adraejen. I just don’t like reading in other languages I’m not comfortable in.” She tussled her hair at him. “The languages I do know come from my time at the academy where I didn’t have the luxury of god powers to translates for me.” She chuckled.

When the table and chairs appeared she moved over to sit down by him and smiled. She listened to the sad tale of a man who was like Drae in almost every way. The part about Verya made her frown and made her feel sad on the inside. However, the pureblood thing didn’t help either as her mind drifted to Rohan. Purists were so… unfortunate.

She listened to everything and they got to the end and she sighed a bit. “I always thought that land was odd but I never thought of that. The only way someone like you would have had the opportunity of being born was if your mother had left and gone back. That is probably what happened.” She mused aloud. “A fluke accident. A wonderful one at that.” she looked at Drae with all the love in the world and sighed a bit.

“Let’s go there! I want to see where you are from.” She was excited as she pushed herself up. “I want Ro to see it. Even if they said something to us we could blow them away. I just want Ro to see where you are from. This is important to me that he knows why you are the way you are.”

"Fair enough love, fair enough," Drae chuckled before he went on to read the journal to her. 

He took in all that he had read and couldn't help but be amazed at all the parallels between his life and this nameless deity who had placed the glamour curse over Sidhiel. It was almost unsettling, especially since once upon a time Drae might have considered himself vindictive enough to place his own curse on the place that had made him an outcast. Fortunately, however, the glamour had effected him too until now. He certainly didn't have any intentions of going back though. He looked up at Angela as she made the suggestion that his mother had somehow left Sidhiel and then returned after he had conceived. 

"Somehow, I think that is unlikely. It would make more sense that my father, whoever he was, made it through the glamour to Sidhiel and either raped or seduced my mother before he was either ousted again, died or was executed," he said as an off-hand comment, but smiled back at Angela as she sighed. 

He blinked at her in surprise. "You want to visit Sidhiel?" he asked her incredulously. He didn't look too thrilled with the idea. "No… Ang. I don't think that is a good idea…" he replied slowly. 

Angela shrugged a bit. “Either way I am glad you happened.” She tickled his chin a bit as she looked at the old book. Now Angela was the adventurous type and not just in the bedroom. Her eyes were full of wonder and she knew her son had that too. He had already begun talking just like his mother and it made her a bit sheepish every time she heard the words come from his mouth.

“I do want to visit Sidhiel. I would probably go with or without your permission. I like to acquaint myself with the earth everywhere and I haven’t done so there yet. Plus I want to see where you are from Adraejen. It’s important to me.” She leaned over and booped his nose.

“I can damn well take care of myself if something were to happen. If it makes you more comfortable I won’t take Rohan but I would like him to know where you come from. He deserves that much Drae. He is a part of you as much as he is a part of me… Sooner or later he’ll want to go himself. You know him… he is like me, too much.”

Drae looked at Angela with a look that suggested that he was not at all pleased with what she was telling him. He couldn't control her actions, and he certainly wasn't about to dictate to her what she was going to do with this new unmasked landmass with its new people and her domain being earth and life. She was well within her rights to want to visit, to learn about these elves that had been hidden from the world since the fall of Verya. 

"I can't stop you from whatever you want to do, Angela. If you want to run off and visit the Sidhielian Elves, then fine. But until I decide otherwise, Rohan is not to visit there," he said firmly as he closed the journal and leaned back in the chair. He didn't look all that intimidating and he didn't want to intimidate Angela at all, but he did look stern.  "I don't want Rohan or Iva in Sidhiel until I have determined for myself that it is safe for them to be there," he said flatly. "Please, Angela, do not defy me in this matter," he asked her softly before he stood again. The journal floated up and off the table and went back to the bookshelf. 

She took a deep sigh in as she stared at him. “If you want to check and make sure its safe I wasn’t going to stop you from doing that Adraejen.” Her voice was soft. “I will listen to you since I respect you.” Not everyone could be lucky enough to have the goddess listen to them. She tilted her head and looked at him.

The goddess sat in the chair for a little bit longer than he had. She pushed herself up and was quite frustrated with the situation though she was hiding it quite well. “You can tell me when it’s safe to visit Sidhiel with the children.” That was more important to her. She had finally learned where he was from and she couldn’t go with anyone until he was comfortable, she respected that and it was clear but it was still slightly frustrating.

She offered him a smile. “I wouldn’t hurt you by defying you on a subject like this Adraejen. I know you hurt.” He was wary for his family and she could tell. “I was just excited and I thought you would be too because you remembered. You know I can be impulsive. I'll go to scope it out real quick and come home."