[h2][center][i][color=Peru]Vaclav Domonkos [/color][/i][/center][/h2]

[b]Ashkevron Residence in Askavi:[/b]

Vaclav bowed before the woman who opened the door while simultaneously looking her over. He wondered who this was person was since this was not who he had envisioned would open the door. Her short stature and winglessness led him to assume she wasn’t the rumoured infamous black widow who resided in at house. But then who was she and why was she allowed to open the door? 

However, despite his questions, Vaclav couldn’t help but smile back. “We were just stopping by. The innkeeper asked us to escort ‘Granmother’ ” he nodded to the old broken witch standing next to Artemis, “to this location.” He was about to further explain himself when a Warlord Prince appeared at the door and pushed him aside upon seeing the old Eyrien.

Vaclav raised his eyebrow as the Warlord Prince spun the woman around, exclaiming that she was his mother. This was also not what he was expecting to happen either; he had assume the woman was related to the Black Widow somehow not a Warlord Prince residing at this location. Nonetheless, he was happy that they were once reunited. 
“She’s been eating well.” Vaclav responded for the old Eyrien. He tried to keep his tone even, sensing the tension in the air. “We were tasked to bring her here.” 
[h2][center][i] [color=azure]Artemis Fleur[/color][/i][/center][/h2]

[b]Ashkevron Residence in Askavi:[/b]

Artemis smiled warmly at the old Eyrien woman. Throughout their trip, she was listening to the old woman speak mumblings and tried to reply appropriately, feeling like the old woman hadn’t spoken to anyone in a while. Leading the Eyrien up the final steps of stairs, Artemis waited next to her for the door to open.

When the door did eventually open, Artemis smiled at the woman. Although she was expecting another Eyrien to open the door, Artemis could appreciate the warm demeanor that the short woman exuded. However, like Vaclav, she was not expecting to be pushed out of the way by a Warlord Prince as he made his way towards his mother. It made her smile, but also worrisome when the Prince turned to her and Vaclav in a defensive manner. She remained silent though, trusting her friend to clarify things.