Blackfeather Woods Se gīda gō se jelmāzma

His eyes would have filled with tears had he been born a human. But Damien couldn't do much else with the situation. He had expected more of Relmyna, hoped that she would find his proposal one that she could see herself being a part of, but Damien simply could not get himself to force her to fit his wishes in her agenda. It was sad that the possibility of not having his nieces and their mother under his care was such a real possibility, but he couldn't do anything but accept it.

I will keep you informed, then... he said, understanding, but refusing to close the door for her. There would always be a place reserved for Averna, Astara and Relmyna wherever Damien ended up. His eyes sought another chance in Relmyna's expression, but after finding none he took what she had gathered for him and made his way back to his den where surely Nyx would be expecting him. There were things to set in motion, and too little time for sentimentalism.