Calia was slightly taken aback by Serenity's order. In all her time around, The golden haired Goddess had never suggested that she would like to spend any sort of time with her. She was always kind, and never allowed Calia to want for anything. But socially speaking, she was always distant. Calia was unsure what to think, but she obeyed, pulling a chair closer and taking a seat. As usual, she diverted her eyes, as Serenity's robe remained open. When asked if they could "Just talk," Calia suddenly felt a shyness that she wasn't familiar with. A part of her wondered if she was in trouble, but mostly, she felt transparent, and exposed. "What did you want to talk about?" She asked, her hands fidgeting slightly. She was a ball of nerves, and she wasn't exactly sure why.

Calia loved to cook. It allowed her to express her creativity and curiosity through experimentation, in a way that could be tested, rather through some artistic mean in which she had no talent. She got little opportunity to do it back home though. She had no family, and her friends weren't exactly the "Come over for Sunday dinner types. Being here had given Calia the opportunity to explore that side of herself, and she was incredibly grateful. But in exchange, she had given up the social life that was also a huge part of who she was. No matter where she was, she always felt incomplete.

She was halfway down the hall back to the kitchen when she heard Serenity call out for her to return. She rarely heard from the blond haired Goddess after delivering her food. She turned back immediately.Every step she took could be heard down the halls. Her hair was full of life and bounced with every step like a child at play.

Once she made it back to the patio, she smiled at her mistress, the early twilight served Calia well,, soaking into her mocha brown skin for an elegant shine. She wore an electric blue halter top witha low U line and simple white jeans. She hadn't gone a day without wearing heels since her arrival. "Can I do something else for you, ma'am?" She spent a lot of time practicing her neutral accent.She could only hope by this point that it sounded natural.

This was never the life Calia expected for herself. A woman of her status; Virtually immortal, powers most women could only dream of, living her life as a servant. She was happy though. For the past year and a half she had offered her services to Serenity in exchange for her protection.

One of Zeus' many illegitimate children, Hera had marked Calia for death millenia ago. One way or another she always managed to escape and hide, while many of her siblings were eliminated. Despite knowing many still lived, she was unable to make contact with them. It was too dangerous. In modern days, the Gods of Olympus carry little weight. In fact, most dieties were unable to have major influences on the world at all. She had done good on her own for a while, posing as a normal human, working as a Nurse. But somehow, the witch had gotten ahold of her scent.

It was only because Serenity had brought Calia to Edenia, far outside the observation of Olympus, that Calia was able to survive. It wasn't what she was used to. No Iphones, or Netflix, but she was alive! In her gratitude, she offered to serve Serenity, caring for her in any way she could.

Despite her kindness, Serenity had never been very social with Calia. As a Goddess, she never got sick, or injured. And she was very independent, leaving Calia with little to do for her. But on occasion she got the opportunity to make Serenity a meal, or help her pick out an outfit. (That was her favorite) Serenity had the most AMAZING clothes! But even so, Calia was lonely. She had friends and loved ones back in New York. She missed having those social interactions. But to go back would mean risking her life.

She was in the kitchen, preparing dinner when Serenity made her appearance, scantily clad as usual. Calia averted her eyes. Sure, she had been in locker rooms, and changed with, and around other women before, but for some reason, it felt inappropriate to look at Serenity in such a way. "Good evening." She said, eyes plastered to the ground, the stove, anywhere but Serenity's bare skin. Calia tried to be as proper as possible around the Goddess. She used proper English, and even did her best to eliminate that New York accent she had developed.

Serenity didn't seem to notice her though. She grabbed a bottle from the freezer and made her way off to the patio. With a sigh, she returned to cooking. In twenty minutes, a delicious Chicken Parmesan would be prepared. Calia made a plate and took it out to where Serenity was seated. "Here you go, ma'am..." She said, taking a step back.

There was something different about Serenity. She never paid Calia much attention, but she didn't look well. She was pale, and looked uneasy. Perhaps she could get sick after all! "Please let me know if you need anything else." She said, softening her voice as much as she could, before excusing herself back to the kitchen. She still had cleaning to do...

His head cocked to the side as he watched the woman, Mia, come to him bearing a bowl of fruit; the hues narrowing slightly as he gazed upon the delicate flesh of the fruit, pondering the girls words before he took one of each.

Slight surprise had shown upon his face when the woman had knelt in front of him, seemingly unafraid of his presence; or affected by the seemingly eternal cold that radiated from his body. Even sitting as the two were, he was giant; almost intimidating if not for the life that shown deep within the blue-azure hues that seemed to catch everything, missing nothing; the small grin that gave the impression of knowing more than others.

Demonreach usually held a presence that a select few could feel from far away, so as Mia had knelt in front of him, presumably within the radius of the ice that formed as a result of the arctic cold radiating outward, the fullness of his presence was akin to a mountain that stood tall despite the forces working against it, or a forest that stretched beyond the horizon, each tree centuries old; persevering despite the sands of time.

He took a small bite of the first fruit, easily dwarfed by his hand and the maw that opened to take a small bite from the yellow fruit.

Grinning, the giant took a bite from the red fruit.

He laughed at the wonderful taste of them both, stuffed the remaining into his pockets as he nodded his head at the two women, 'Most delightful, I must admit. I hope you don't mind if I "borrow" them.'

He plucked another of the yellow fruit from the bowl and munched slowly as Serenity spoke to him.

Instead of feeling offended, or insulted, he chuckled, cocking his head in mild amusement, 'A plant god? No, not quite, my Serenity. I am nothing while being everything. What I am cannot be contained by words, though there were once a species that had a phrase for what I am.' Something dark clouded his features, the coldness from his body turning bitter and stung at the flesh as he spoke of said species, continuing, 'Needless to say, they no longer exist.'

The mirth returned, shrugging his broad shoulders. 'Some kind of accident brought on by a cataclysmic event that ended their world.' Again, he grinned as if he knew some secret they did not; which he just might, in the instance. 'Besides, I am better than any god; I am not some idea brought on by mortal, or immortal, desires or fears; worshiped by ignorant masses, captivated by fear and awe.

'Do you consider yourself a god, Serenity? Or even you, Mia? If this is your realm, Serenity, you must feel some godlike power or something, no? Does Mia worship you? Keep your power flowing by believing in you? What if her faith, her trust, faltered? Would you lose anything? Gain?'

The eyes of the man were focused, intent upon both women, awaiting answers should any come forth; the air around him becoming still, as if it too were awaiting.

However, the moment passed, at least for him, and continued on as if he had said nothing. 'Perhaps, I may allow you, though I fear judgment from you; that you may not like it, or wish me to get rid of it. After all, it is a copy, so it cannot dare compare, especially with as old as this place is. You ancestors have my respect as do you.' His head inclined once again, smiling at the both of them; something more genuine about it than the previous times he had graced them with a smile.

Mia eyed the man as he spoke with Serenity, green eyes hiding a small twinge of annoyance at his sudden arrival that severed the growing connection between herself and the beautiful queen next to her. But maybe that was for the best. Now that they were no longer in the right environment to pursue one another, Mia straightened up, tucking ebony strands behind her ear, leaving his question unanswered, as it was for the best to not reply. His strength was great, that was undeniable, but the longer she sat in his presence the more comfortable she grew. She wasn’t intimidated by him, however she knew the second he decided he needed to find something out he would let that monster she knew he was hiding out.

“Is that really why you’ve come here? To admire the gardens?” She finally spoke, her voice tinkling through the air like a chorus of chimes. It wasn’t soon after that Mia grabbed the bowl and made her way over to him, giving Serenity a small smile as she moved away. Her steps were graceful, almost as if she were floating, and on closer inspecting that was the cause; toes just barely making contact with the ground as she grew closer to Demonreach. Maybe it was a bad idea to get close to him without knowing his true intentions for being in Serenity’s realm, but Mia had faith in her abilities as well as Serenity’s – she knew she would be safe.

“Here, try some.” The bowl of fruit was offered to the large man, who towered over her even when she was knelt down next to him. From this close proximity she could see the ice forming around him and feel the chill that radiated off of his skin and latched onto hers. “The yellow one is Myuta, and this one,” She said, a cube of the red fruit held delicately in her fingers, “is Spryt.” Mia gestured with the fruit, giving him the chance to see it before bringing it to her lips to eat.

The fruit was so sweet. The day was so beautiful. Serenity was happy to spend this day with her friend, Mia.. Or was it something more than that? An unspoken thing that the duo felt between each other, but something caused them to keep the feelings to themelseves. But through this time of just hanging out, relaxing with each other and barely speaking; the words that were spoke, however, were powerful and had weight behind each phrase. 'My Queen' The phrase... So powerful, had hit Serenity deep. Not only the words, but the way the words were expressed. It was as if Mia was claiming Serenity as her own in her words; of course, Serenity fought everything she had to not glow. That was obviously something that Serenity couldn't do. "MY Queen.." She responded with a bright glowing smile.

Serenity turned to Mia and took hold of Mia's hand. The darkness of her brown flesh made a perfect contrast with Serenity's glowing ivory skin. She laced her fingers with Mia's while turning her multicolored mirrored eyes to gaze  into the deep soulful eyes of Mia. The moment was pure and somehow innocent, even though the intent and heavy meaning behind this small gesture could be felt miles away...

Serenity's attention, however was severed from Mia's as when she felt a dark energy enter her realm, and not too far from her home. The energy was dark, yet not sinister. She wondered how this energy appeared. Was the gate keeper laxed in her duties? It would normally take an invitation or have some type of link or bond with an Edenian in order to even find the passage way to Edenia. It wasn't like it was some random island on Earth or something... Maybe this was Shermie's doing? She wouldn't ask. . .Yet. As Mia's curiosity got the best of her, Serenity followed, letting the long towel around her sweep her body like a glowing dress. As they neared the mountain of a man, he introduced himself and expressed that he wouldn't be a threat, Serenity's posture relaxed only slightly upon this mans revelation. Of course, one couldn't just believe any stranger who just popped up.

"I'm Serenity and this is Mia..." Serenity explained while glancing at the curious Mia. "What brings you to these lands?" She asked. Her normally soft and giddy voice transformed to what seemed to carry an air of power and confidence. All five foot two inches of the woman starred up at the man without wavering, as she awaited his response. His aura didn't choke her, nor did it blot out the brightness of the mainlands, so he didn't pose a great threat with his intentions, but one couldn't be too careful. Even though Lumi was gone for her mating season, she was still linked with Serenity, so if they woman ever needed help, the beast would come roaring back in no time...

A tropical realm.

One of beauty and power.

So be it

The thought brushed across the realm; the wind carrying the silent whisper to the ears of all that would dare listen. Would dare to acknowledge the coming presence.

The presence was pervasive, filling the air with energy; with life. Everything standing to attention.

The wind, the grass, the trees... All whispered the coming presence; murmuring softly of the shadows; gossiping of the darkness following.

With the two women perhaps being the only sentient creatures about, perhaps only they could register the unknown that was so suddenly brought upon this realm; this place of Light. Of beauty. A place soon stained with a dark soul; a soul of silent wanderings of places between; the Walker of the Void.

The soul revealed itself, himself.

Easily classified as a giant, the godlike creature was suddenly within the light; basking in the warmth of the sun; nostrils inhaling the fresh air, the scent of flowers and fruit. Witnessing the interactions of the two women with curious eyes that watched with such intensity as to pierce their souls.

From this giant came a sense of age, of otherwordliness. Standing so still beneath the sun, the sky, he was unnatural; his own beauty shining from within and without; so perfectly carved from flesh was this man that wearing even the colorless pants seemed a sin. But within that beauty was a darkness, a shadow that cast itself over the light that shined so brightly within as to light up the sapphire-azure eyes that glittered with secrets, both dark and pleasant; of things better left in the dark, never to be brought to the light of day.

The wind that whispered of his coming kissed his flesh gently, dancing within the tresses of silver-ebony; writhed with the Celtic knots that swirled in endless patterns upon the pale flesh of his torso and arms; flesh pulled taunt over hard, lean muscle.

The being radiated the calm before a storm, as if holding a great and terrible disaster at bay; as if the smile upon his face held back some form of chaos that threatened to destroy, to erase all order.

His presence, the sense of self that radiated from this being of unknown origins, was almost a solid thing; as if he was more solid, more more there than the women; than the trees; than the realm itself. His sense of self, his aura, radiating so completely outward as to pervade the air, manifesting itself in slight ways.

Around this creature stood a ring of ice, frozen grass and flowers lay at his feet; glittering within the sun, tinkling and breaking with the wind. Cold air radiated off of him in faint wafts as warm air hit the body. Standing within this ring, barefoot, the god-esque being gave no inclination that this bothered him. Instead, he merely stared at the two women, gauging them; studying them. Offered a small smile, though the curiosity within his gaze never wavered.

When he spoke it was like rolling thunder, with each word the flora leaned towards him, as if afraid to miss a word, 'Forgive my being forward and intruding, I mean no offense. I am Demonreach.' His head inclined everso slightly in a bow, the smile twitching slightly to convey his apologies, though his eyes never changed.

With her eyes staring blindly at the view of the island she had and her hand mindlessly bringing a cube of fruit up to her lips, Mia was caught off guard when Serenity’s voice broke through the serene murmur of the land. Her eyes shifted over to the milky queen, who was clad in an obsidian-colored towel, and she nodded in response to the question that remained lingering in the tropical air. After swallowing the morsel and clearing her mouth, Mia situated herself in the chair so she was closer to Serenity in a way to make sharing the fruit easier. “It’s very delicious…” Her voice trailed off as she watched the other woman grab a piece of dripping fruit and bring it to her beautiful lips, a drop of the juice trailing down her pointed chin.

“Here. Let me..” Mia’s eyes lingered on the spot far too long before she finally roused herself into action, reaching out with her hand to swipe the droplet away with her thumb before bringing the appendage to her own lips to suck it off. Mia thought of several ways to get the juice off, but figured that one was most appropriate. In an attempt to ease the growing tension between them, Mia quickly grabbed a piece of the red fruit and placed it on her tongue, chewing it thoughtfully as she tried her best to keep her eyes from roaming over Serenity’s scantily clad body - though, not as to say she was any better off than the queen.

Mia noticed Serenity’s raised brow and knew immediately that her slip-up was caught. Had her cheeks been a lighter color the flush of her face would be evident on the strong lines of her cheekbones. Despite the embarrassment she felt for knowing she was caught, Mia held herself with an air of nonchalance as if it didn’t even happen so as to not make the beautiful Serenity any more suspicious than she already was.

Her wandering eyes made a loop around the elegant room before sweeping up Serenity’s attire - or lack thereof - and settled on the petite face of the glowing woman. Mia noticed her bright eyes were distracted with the slip of newly exposed skin but decided to leave that be as payment for Serenity’s own turn of shoulder moments before; for that they were even, though Mia still owed the bright princess many thanks. Replying with a silent nod of her head Mia watched as Serenity left the room, flushed and flustered. But for what? Seeing exposed skin? The body was a temple; should it not be admired and worshiped if one so chose to show it? Serenity’s modesty was cute, Mia would admit to that.

Now left to her own devices, Mia stood up, tightened the length of robe around her waist for Serenity’s sake, and left the woman’s bedroom. It was well into the morning and well passed a morning meal, though the ebony woman was hungry and knew her stomach wouldn’t be able to hold off until the midday meal so she made her way into the gorgeous kitchen of the mansion, the pads of her bare feet making her travel silent and graceful. Despite being alone, the woman’s presence demanded attention. As she entered the open kitchen she could hear the caws of the birds come to a gradual stop. Silence filled the area for only a brief moment before their musical trills filled the area once more. A gentle smile came over her strong features, clearly amused.

”Now, for breakfast…” Her nimble voice came to a delicate stop, eyes looking over the room. ”Something light, not too heavy, that can tide me over for a meal with Serenity…”

A light entered her eyes as the idea came to her. The warrior-woman cut her way through the kitchen to the refrigerator. Inside was a bowl of fruit, cubed and ready to eat, that she noticed the previous night when she made dinner for the light-skinned beauty taking a bath…

A bath…

Mia allowed herself a moment to herself, hand poised and ready to grab the container, to think of the woman whom she knew would be **** and in a warm tub full of bubbles. It was truly a wonderful thing to imagine but she caught herself before her thoughts to take an explicit turn, knowing that would only lead to trouble.

She resumed her actions as if she never stopped; scooping up the container in one hand and allowing the refrigerator to gently close behind her. From a drawer she withdrew a silver fork with beautiful work done to the handle and closed it all in the same motion. The fruit, upon inspection, were exotic things Mia couldn’t specifically name but knew were native to the wonderful land Serenity called her own. Each chunk had a delicious, juicy flavor that was different from all the others. Mia busied herself to snacking on the fruit as she waited for Serenity to call for her, seating herself outside on the winding deck that circled the beautiful mansion.

Mia’s moss green orbs trailed over Serenity’s revealing attire, appraising the woman’s body with hooded eyes and a nibble on her bottom lip, an action that was completely involuntary by the dark skinned woman. Serenity was... gorgeous. Mia was grateful to  have the chance to admire the pale woman’s body without so many clothes on. It was beautiful and held curves in all the right places, she had not a doubt that her skin would be silk soft to the touch. Oh, how she desired to touch her skin...

No. Mia couldn’t be having thoughts like that. They were inappropriate. She was here solely to visit and relax and would be leaving by the end of the week,  maybe even sooner, it really depended on how long she could force herself to stay away from her kingdom.

Mia ran a hand through her obsidian tresses, pushing the thick, curling hair out of her face as she made her way over to the other woman, a hand gently running up and down her arm in reassurement. “Do not worry. I spent more than enough time in the bath. You can use it now, my beaut--Serenity.” Was the recovery quick enough? Mia could only hope Serenity didn’t catch on to what she was saying, the dark skinned woman taking a seat on Serenity’s bed with her plump bottom lip trapped between her teeth again. Little did she know the tie around her waist was coming undone, allowing the edges of the robe to separate and reveal some of the smooth mocha skin beneath and the ample curves of her chest. “You didn’t disturb me. Don’t worry about that. Go. Take your bath.” Mia gave the beauty an encouraging smile. “Thank you, Serenity. For letting me stay. I am in your debt.”