Dalanesca nodded at Angela, curiosity clearly visible in her eyes. “Indeed, I did feel it,” she said, in answer to her Triune sister’s statement. “I felt unbalance in the world, and I woke to find a way to restore order,” she said. “But then, suddenly, it was as if it had not happened in the first place.” She frowned slightly at Angela’s next statement. “Recklessness in not something I am entirely fond of, to be quite frank,” she said, a subtle tone of annoyance in her voice. “Upsets the balance of things, it does, and I hate having to repair misgivings from those who are merely careless,” she said. “Though, of course, that is not any fault of yours,” she added, smiling warmly at Angela.
She raised an eyebrow as she could hear music coming from Angela’s womb. The assumption overwhelmed her that it was Angela’s unborn son, though the bardic magic was not something she had experienced from anything in utero. It seemed, by Angela’s reaction to the fetus’s music, that it was not the first time it had happened. “Sounds like he’s going to be quite talented,” she said, with a smile at Angela, her eyes resting on the goddess’s stomach. “I suppose he’ll listen to me, once he’s been brought into this world,” she said, with a smirk. “Though I promise I’ll be a much better influence than I bet Iva is,” she said, quirking a brow.
When Angela introduced Dalanesca to both Lucian and Raegul, she bowed her head respectfully to each of them. “It’s a pleasure to make both of your acquaintances,” she said, formally. She felt, for a moment, that no matter how many she was introduced to, Angela’s family seemed never ending. The Rosenite courts seemed to be stretched far out into the corners of Revaliir, and they seemed to keep coming out of the woodwork. She chuckled in her mind - after all, Angela, until recently, had held reign over fertility specifically - it would make sense for her to have innumerable offspring.
She turned back to Angela. “Perhaps, when you are done with your family, we can discuss what may have caused this change?” she asked the goddess, hopeful that she would be willing to meet with her. “If there is something powerful enough to completely change the domain in which a Triune reigns, we must discover what it is,” she said, the worry apparent in her voice. “It could be nothing, but it could be something that we may want to pay attention to,” she added, awaiting Angela’s response.