Well that was one way to wake her up.
The demoness propped herself partially up so her forearms supported her weight as her eyes bore into her lover's full of shock. No, it couldn't be. His sister, dead? It would explain why she didn't make a claim for the throne with the Oracle as her spawn, but she could have also waited for the child to grow up. The way she... it acted was odd to say the least. Then again there was a god speaking at the time.
"No... That can't be... Can it?" Lia muttered slowly, unable to really comprehend it herself. She barely knew the family as it was, but for the sister to be dead and no one know? "She's a royal.. Is it even possible for a royal to die having born Vaerath's lost Oracle and no one even know about it? For a matter a fact, she has been alive this entire time and we now only know that the Oracle is of Death..." Something wasn't adding up. Words were spewing out, but it would do little if not nothing for her lover's already uneasy nerves. Instead, the demoness took a deep breath in to steady her own before laying back down on Razor's chest once more; head tilted up to stare at his eyes once more.
"We can ask the child in due time. She needs rest and she's the only lead we have to your sister. We can't do anything while the Oracle recovers from our God's.. intervention. Come my love. Come rest with me." She gave him a faint smile as her fingertips traced idle circles in his chest. The stress wasn't good for either of them. They could deal with this later on when they could actually speak to the unknown hybrid.
The demoness propped herself partially up so her forearms supported her weight as her eyes bore into her lover's full of shock. No, it couldn't be. His sister, dead? It would explain why she didn't make a claim for the throne with the Oracle as her spawn, but she could have also waited for the child to grow up. The way she... it acted was odd to say the least. Then again there was a god speaking at the time.
"No... That can't be... Can it?" Lia muttered slowly, unable to really comprehend it herself. She barely knew the family as it was, but for the sister to be dead and no one know? "She's a royal.. Is it even possible for a royal to die having born Vaerath's lost Oracle and no one even know about it? For a matter a fact, she has been alive this entire time and we now only know that the Oracle is of Death..." Something wasn't adding up. Words were spewing out, but it would do little if not nothing for her lover's already uneasy nerves. Instead, the demoness took a deep breath in to steady her own before laying back down on Razor's chest once more; head tilted up to stare at his eyes once more.
"We can ask the child in due time. She needs rest and she's the only lead we have to your sister. We can't do anything while the Oracle recovers from our God's.. intervention. Come my love. Come rest with me." She gave him a faint smile as her fingertips traced idle circles in his chest. The stress wasn't good for either of them. They could deal with this later on when they could actually speak to the unknown hybrid.
