Serafina watched as Melina approached her, and it was clear to her that she was a member of Angela’s familial line. Not only did she exude the beauty that those of that line possessed, but it was clear in her mannerisms, as well as the aura that Serafina could sense off of her. It made sense to her that Angela would send to greet her and not immediately meet with her personally. She knew that the elder goddess was most certainly busy with other things. What those things were, Serafina could not even imagine, but she was sure there was a plethora of things that took up the Mother’s time. As Melina bowed to her, Serafina nodded in appreciation of the show of respect. “Thank you,” she said, her voice staying cordial and straight. There was no sense for hostility in this situation – though in the past Serafina had been known for her chaotic ways, she knew now that there were times and places that behavior of that particular sort just wouldn’t do, and this was one of those times. She knew just how important it would be to have a pleasant relationship with Angela.
When Melina indicated that Serafina was to meet with Angela in a different part of Elysia, she nodded in understanding and followed her out of the throne room. As they passed through the temple, Serafina was sure to look around and take in the sights. Angela had certainly crafted herself a beautiful world. She noticed the temple seemed to be rather safe, with different enchantments and spells keeping things in place. Serafina only assumed that this was to keep the youngest members of Angela’s family safe. The magical elements were certainly not standing out on their own – Serafina was sure that if she had not possessed her godly powers that she did, she would not have even noticed them.
When they passed through the beautiful double doors into the children’s playroom, Serafina witnessed Angela in a situation she had not been expecting. The goddess, who was much her elder, was sprawled out on the floor, shaking a rattle at a baby, sweet talking the child into looking at her. As Serafina looked at the child, she felt something stir within her – though she was unsure what that feeling was. She was not allowed to dwell on it for long, as Angela sat up and greeted her. “Lady Angela,” she said, bowing her head in a show of respect. While she may have been Angela’s equal in the terms that the two were both gods, Serafina was well aware of the fact that Angela was a lot higher up in the hierarchy than she was, and she accepted that as there was no changing it.
“Indeed, she is a gorgeous child,” Serafina replied as Angela questioned her. A smile spread across the vaewolf’s lips as she looked down at the child, and when Angela went on to explain who the child belonged to, the feeling that Serafina had felt upon seeing the child made a lot more sense to her. A laugh exuded her lips as Angela stopped the child from eating her own hand. “That is quite alright,” she said, and assuming that Angela would be alright with it, Serafina sunk to the floor near her, sitting with her legs to one side.
“I apologize that it has taken me this long to come and see you,” she said, and the sincerity of her words was reflected in her voice. “I am afraid that it was a mixture of my own pride and fear that kept me from this visit,” she added. “I was not entirely respectful to you the last time we met and for that I am sorry. I am still the same selfish and impulsive creature I have been since Nemesis brought me over to the vaewolf way of life,” she said. “However, I am much more in control of those impulses when I need to be,” she added, and it was true. “I am realizing now that holding any sort of ill will with any of my fellow gods is only going to do me harm in the long run, so I am beginning to make my amends, and bring good will, so to speak,” she said.
“I almost expect you to hold some sort of grudge towards me for Dalanesca’s death. Though I had no part in it, I realize that taking up the mantle that your dear friend once held could cause negative feelings towards me,” she said. “Though I am sure you are a much more amicable person than that, I want you to know that I understand if that is the case,” she said. “However, I am truly hoping that, despite any difference we may hold, you and I can possibly become friends to one another. If not now, then in the future, if I am to be so bold as to hope,” she concluded.
At that moment, she pulled out the gift she had brought with for Angela and slid it across the floor to her, careful to keep it out of Emry’s reach. “I brought this for you,” she said, with a smile. “I am hoping that it will be useful to you in your alchemical endeavors. It is a crystallized heart taken from the chest of one of the frost maiden’s in the ninth circle,” she said, and the tone of her voice gave way to the fact of just how precious and rare such a gift was. “I hope that you find it an acceptable gift,” she said, still being rather formal as she was unsure how to act around Angela just yet.