Morningstar's eyes intently snapped to hers suddenly, focusing as she spoke. His chest moved up and down slowly, and greatly, each breath meaningful. He remained quiet as she finished, his jaw setting, staring at her like there was nothing else. It took a long moment, but finally Nyx was the one to speak.

“You should tell her,” she said softly.

“What?!” he incredulously snapped, eyes darting to her. “What do you mean?”

Nyx looked right back at him. “Tell her about Charon. Obviously that is her main concern if she is falling in love with him. Why he is how he is.” Her decorum had fallen somewhat, and she now looked to her brother with some familiarity rather than honour, or devotion like the oath-bound retainer she was to him.

Morningstar’s facial expression curled into one of slight distaste as he looked back to Kora. “Charon will not be coming out his cell.”

Koreena tilted her head to the side, taking a deep breath. “May I ask why, your lordship?” Her tone softer then how it had been before, almost kind and understanding.

The man looked more uncomfortable now, more mortal than the near divinity that he was. His eyes shimmered slightly, then went dull. Nyx looked between him and Kora, eyes bright and encouraging. Eventually he grunted and sat back, folding his arms.

“Well the court knows now so …” he stared back at Kora. “Char has told you what we are? Primordials, each one of us representing a various element? Nyx here is night, her twin is day. You will meet Moros likely, who is … we call it 'impending doom’. Yes?”

The demi succubi nodded slowly, “he has shared some of this with me yes … what does this have to do with why he may not leave the cell?” She chewed on her lower lip, the plush pillow bouncing up and down from the auction.

“Well,” he raised his brows. “I am power. Pure and raw, both the magic that runs in people's veins to the literal power held by authority. I … have the ability to absorb others magic and use it my own. Hence me being … powerful.”

“It is a sufficient term,” Nyx nodded slowly, “you are also wise.”

He waved a dismissive hand at her but thanked her anyway. “Thank you, but the point is, I can feel power from people, and Charon's is … well. When I first found him again he had none, all of it stripped away. But I knew his potential, so I had him brought here. He was volatile at the time, and thus, I had him restrained in terms of using it, because of his denial to serve me, thus I cannot control what he uses his power for here, thus my people are potentially in danger. We made our first deal - his general freedom for his undertaking of saving the world, in my name. This you know, I think. Some of it?”

Kora nodded slowly, “so it’s precautionary… I understand yes.. that’s how he pertained the name the barbarian, correct?” She fidgeted with her hands in her lap nervously.

There was a pause, then Morningstar burst into amused laughter. His face exploded into a jeer. Nyx herself his a smile. “Yes. And more recent, 'rogue’. Vitus made that one.” He paused, “another on my small council.” He chuckled a few more notes, before he took in a breath and suddenly returned to more serious, “anyway, Charon’s abilities have developed. He is destruction, as you may know, and though he has empathic qualities … well he can now break through the chains of restriction that I use in general for those in court who are not pledged to me. And they have bound gods before entirely,” he stared at her. “Charon’s power is still growing. Exponentially, beyond what it was before it was taken from him by Morté. Potentially, one day, more powerful than me. A week ago he and I discussed this - the cell is now his containment. It is the only thing currently keeping him under control, and I have taken formal responsibility for him. He now either is somewhere I know of, and am satisfied he will not hurt anyone, or stays in that cell.” He jabbed the table aggressively as he sooke. “Part of his newer abilities partially has a will of its own. I will not have that wandering around here. He knows that, he accepts that. He is my brother, and I will control and assist him as I see fit.”

He finished, breathing accelerated, heart pounding, eyes full of fire. Koreena reached over and gently placed her hand on the embodiment of power. Her eyes met his. “I understand and I apologize for being naive and not understanding the entire situation.” She willed him good energy, it was a gift she hadn’t mastered yet that her mother was very talented with. As quickly as she had laid her hand on him she with drew it.

There was clear tension in Morningstar's body as she had done it. But he was silent as she did it. He only stared at her and pulled his hand from the table, breathing erratic.

“First thing, do not touch me, please, without my permission. You are neither my sibling, nor a member of my harem.” He said it politely, quietly, as if the positivity had worked but seriously.

She flinched as if he had physically hit her, she seemed to withdraw into herself.. “I’m sorry it’s just who I am, half of my being …” She looked down at her hands. “I won’t touch you again..” she almost sounded like a child that had been disciplined by their parent.

He observed her for a moment, then nodded, and continued like it had never happened. “Thank you. Now to your previous proposal … the willingness to go in Selena's place to Rahl …” his eyes flickered over. “Just how good are you at acting?”

“I like to think well,” she looked up under her long lashes. “I dance well which is kind of like acting…”

He pursed his lips slightly, but nodded. “Your desire to partake in an oath of fealty to me … that is something serious. Not usually requested someone who has been here a few days at the most. The only exceptions are my siblings, because I know them well already.” He observed her. “I will give you time to consider what you will be getting into. You may stay here a few more days as my guest.”

Koreena nodded slowly, “thank you, Lord Morningstar for your generosity. She scooted the chair out and stood holding her hand out to shake his but quickly withdrew it back to her side. “Sorry..” she mumbled softly and dipped into a shallow curtsy, wincing slightly at the discomfort of her wrapped back.

Morningstar casually waved his hand in acceptance of it. He began to reach into his inner coat as Nyx replied.

“Don't worry dear, you'll get used to it,” she smiled pleasantly. “Morningstar is just a little cautious with physical contact. He always has been.” She lightly, playfully, touched his upper arm, to which he flinched. The beauty grinned, delighted.

He scowled deeply at her, glaring as he shoved something metallic and jangling on the table. His hand remained over it as he switched back to look at Kora. “You are willing to be tested, yes? In obeying my will?”

Koreena nodded as her gaze glanced to his hand that had his the object, standing up straight again. “Yes, Lord Morningstar.”

“Well then,” he leant back, raising his free hand to point to the door. “Through there, go right. There is a door leading back to the library. Currently Charon is there perusing my books.” He lifted his hand, revealing a set of sturdy keys, fashioned grey and gold in colour. He shoved them towards her. “You can tell him I ordered you to. Take him back to his cell and lock him in. You now understand the reasons for this.” Then he paused. “Please.”