Haunted Wood I know there’s no saving us now

A nod at the approval of the future claim, of Conquest's desire to take back what was rightfully hers. A worthy empire indeed. She would ensure her father's survival through his bloodline and beliefs, gather as many stories of his time here from the locals and create a place where his name would be revered. 

These are as much your echoes of the past as they are mine. Now that she knew who this was, Connie had no problem with Vanity roaming the misty woods for whatever other reason she had to linger a little longer. With a nod, she approached the woman, ready to walk with her as suggested. Wondering if she would learn anything else from Vanity before saying their goodbyes. 

What do you want to see? What little secrets did Vanity have through these woods that she would share with her beloved's daughter? The fiery dame looked down at the skull at Vanity's paws, studying the filthy thing. She was in awe to think that this was her creator, her father, the man that plagued her thoughts more so than he probably should for someone she had never met before. He was like a God to her. Never seen, but she trusted he was great.