I do expect an approach from my Eden. There is some time, but he does come. My eyes come to fall upon Eden as he approaches. There is a smirk playing on his face, but I do not share this smirk. As much as I would enjoy to, it is not as I do. I must be the pillar of quiet emotion, backing my son up silently in the night.

I am tall and proud, but I do acknowledge my son's reign over Glorall. I do not wish to impede or rule, but to support. I keep my ears turned towards him, my eyes gazing at him as they should. His words ring into my ear on this dawn. It is a truth that he observes rather quickly- but did he expect any less?

"Eden, my dearest Eden," I say in my heavenly voice as my muscles ripple under my liquid dark pelt. I make a move towards her, only a few steps as I continue.

"Diveen does not appreciate my likeness. Eden, you are of me. You, understand," I say smoothly. My eyes drift out onto the land that is now his, and sure, perhaps a bit of a smirk creeps onto my fascinatingly beautiful visage. My head motions for him to view with her. It was a land very different than their origin in Diveen, and very different than the forests of his travels. It was a land of ocean and sand.

I listen as he speaks of eating Tesseract's heart but unable to against the stubborn will of life. Hm, perhaps there is a soft spot within my son. I had known my children will dominate, each in their own very special way. I do wonder why he let Tesseract live- I do not think I would do such a thing.

"Look upon what is yours, my son. Time will take his heart and ravage it- he will not be back, I assure you," I stated, perhaps a grin more devious crawling onto my lips. I do allow my eyes to linger on him, to see the damage the male had done to what is mine, what is my son, and as much as I hide it, I feel a dark burning inside. It is like a million suns welling up inside of me. I am not...fond of seeing the blood of my Eden. Perfection should not bleed but perhaps...I can let it slide this time.