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She crossed her arms lightly over her chest, taking on a contemplative look before motioning him to follow, walking down the hall merely for the sake of a bit of privacy. "You find yourself being obligated to your home, to hand over the information you've been given, yes?" She knew her Lateef...his conscience always got to him. "If he has Brigade issues, then he needs to go to Master Tyrrael, so put your mind at ease about that." Though the rest was quite disturbing a bit and she was quiet a moment before turning to her husband. "Does Piper know?"

He dropped down off the bed and toddled off into the bathroom, having grabbed a glass that was set there earlier on the bedside table, and worked at filling it up and bringing it back to his mother, handing it up to her before crawling back on the bed. "Do we got a stone with us?"

Wasn't that cute that they were discussing such things. Then again that kind of thing was really imporant to a toddler...still extremely cute. Taking the glass from her son she sipped lightly before setting it aside, giving a brush of her hand through each boy's hair. "Did you two so your studies yet today?"

Okay yes he had heard, but was it meant like she said it in the way that he took it? Perhaps...and perhaps not. Bah he hated things like that. But he would just go with things right now...and he didn't get to say anything seeing as he was being duely hushed like a child. Her point did have merit though. Sighing he sat down at the table in the kitchen, crossing his arms on the surface before resting his forehead on them. Oh this was horrible pain...

A slightly worried look at that. That incident had happened at least almost eight hundered years ago. Many of then hadn't even been born, but they all knew the story. Andal hadn't always been peaches and cream and Tyrrael would never leave her vulnerable as he had before. Turning to her husband, she rested her hands on his chest giving him that sympathetic look. Her Lateef did worry so much. "My dear...if a man truely loved his wife, he will listen to what she has to say despite all that he thinks he wishes to do. And a wise man, is only wise because he listens to the advice of others...Malik asking you perhaps shows that some. Though I do see your concern. But...stay your thoughts for a moment's more time...please, don't poison your own thoughts."

Malikhai beamed at Zykariel's explaination. "Yeah! We're learning the importance of...um...of keeping others safe from harm even if it means from themselves." Oh that sounded good. Very very good. Slipping down off the bed he toddled over to his father's side and pulled open the top drawer. "You're not allowed to go in the bottom drawers." Yes he knew that, kids weren't allowed in those ones for whatever reason. But he did find a link crystal. "I got one!" Toddling back over to his friend.

She watched the children in tired amused fashion. "Well...I suppose that that will count as a lesson. It is important to learn how to protect the ones you love." Though a pleased smile and a chuckle as her own son remembered to stay out of bottom drawers. At leat the boy was mindful of the important things.

How did he feel to know that she could see through his tough little facade? He wasn't quite sure...seeing as that meant she knew that he was vulnerable. And yet at the same time Sevilin didn't feel threatened knowing that little piece of information. Was nice to know someone had your back and wasn't going to stab you in it either. But he merely kept his position, blood red eyes staring at the wood of the table even as she set down the mug next to him...he was still composing himself at the moment.

But he listened her to continue on, ears twitching at her voice and her words. That was perhaps the most open that she had been to him....well ever. Emotionally speaking of course. As she sat down he righted his head some so that his chin rested on his arms now and her was looking at her, while also trying to keep that facade of no pain on his face. He couldn't believe what his ears were hearing...and if it didn't cause a flash of pain he would of smiled at her. "Revelation?" One word wasn't talking.

"Women can see what men cannot and calm what they stir be it anger, fear, or worry." Giving him a smile, the one that a woman gave a man when she thought him being a tad silly or overdoing something...if anything to calm his worries. However, she gave him a nod and look of understanding. "Ageed. I don't think Malik that selfish of a man...the costs are great and most men are not foolish enough to pay such high prices."

He shrugs. "I don't know, just not allowed to. Mommy, why can't we?"

"You don't like us going through your play chest...it's kind of like that. You have your things and we have our things." Children asked the wrong questions sometimes. But she raised a hand, resting it on her forehead...oh she felt a headache coming on...this wasn't fun at all.

He listened to her as she continued on, no doubt his eyes flicking with an intrigued look, which was probably a nice change from the glassed over emotionless state they had been in. This...was not something Zahara did. Thus was her bearing herself to the world, all soft and fleshy with no armor to protect her...he knew that musn't be easy for her. It wasn't for any drow. And truth be told it was quite something that she admitted that she was fully willing to do somethign she didn't even need on her shoulders, for him no less.

Though it was a little off how she then interlaced medicine into the middle of that. Oh great...he almost had an Arthur looking going on there. He was sure that was going to make him cranky, but there wasn't much that he could do about that and well...Zahara had done it so she would know how to heal everything just so wouldn't she? He was going to have to live with this for quite a while. Though Sevilin was snapped from those thoughts as she touched a hand to his face, and said words that every drow either was afraid to admit, hear, or say. Even if he was allowed to talk, he was pretty sure that he would be speechless right now. But lack of communication had never been a problem for them, they exchanged much in just glances and sure enough, his eyes were telling her what she was should he hearing in her ears, as well as quelling any fear of rejection...and he forced what smile he could manage, though it was mixed with pain some. "Sweetheart..."

She gave him a sly look, before placing her hands on her hips and giving a smirk. "An adventure on an empty stomach. You're not even going to feed me first? Shame on you, I shouldn't join you on that principle. Though maybe I'd be willing to reconsider if you took to a plan b? Hm, love?"

"Boys...don't make me answer questions. Piper is getting a headache." Rubbing at her temples lightly as she slipped down in bed again rather than sitting up, giving a few more coughs. Ugh, this was not fun at all. Why couldn't she just come home and have things be alright...not come home and feel like she'd been trampled repeatedly.

Happiness no longer there and he frowned at mommy looked bad again. Not a happy little elf at all, and he handed his friend the crystals in his hands. "How does your mommy make the hurt go away?"

And that all sounded wonderfully appealing to him. For once in thier entire time of knowing each other, it wasn't like banging his head against a wall with her. Or maybe it'd been banged so hard against that it finally gave in and was letting what was behind it be shown. It was not a bad look at all. Even talk of commitment on such levels wasn't looking too unappealing...it was impressive actually that such things were even on her mind...or that she would give herself a title of being claimed by anyone, let alone a man.

Easily he wrapped an arm around her to hold her close to him comfortably and let his brain function recover from the sudden steep drop it took from the light affection to his ear. Damn those ears...made him stupid. Though a chuckle rose from him as well on it all, seeing as she called herself difficult and such...she was cute and insightful at the same time wasn't she? Much so. Though he knew one thing...they would be discussing this on a much more responsive level on his part in a couple of days or so when his face wouldn't be as painful as it was now...but for now, simplicity was best. But he held up his hand, flashing his ring at her. "Each other." Oh Zykariel was going to squeal himself deaf. And Malik was going to explode from his ego boost over this.

Malik was in his personal study downstairs, sitting in a chair and looking asleep. but he wasn't...he was deep in thought. vengence, vendettas, love, honor, loyalty. Piper had been taken from him, forced on a quest that in his opinion she had long ago been blackmailed into. She could have died, been lost to him forever. and now that she was home, he had to worry about Mahlari's chaindog. Her personal pet assassin that knew the location of his home. worry that one slight move, one insult taken wrong, might have that assassin trying his trade on his wife or son.

Which ment he wanted to do what any drow did. destroy the threat before it became dangerous. the easiest way was to make Mahlari not want to have anything to do with him through some form of threat or pain. But his discussion with Lateef proved otherwise informative. to harm Mahlari in any fashion on Andal was to invite the Brigade master to cut him off from Andal, to sever the family he had worked so hard to build. He would not see his son cut off from his family, nor his wife.

But that left him back at the problem at hand. to harm Mahlari and neutralize her threat he would risk destroying his family. to not hamr her risked his family by giving Mahlari an edge and knowledge with no recourse. His mind was trying to reconcile the two. how coudl he force Mahlari to leave him out of her thoughts and plans without risking his family.

And then there was the Inthra house. letting Khavier live to go back risked him letting them know for his own amusement that Sevilin was alive and well on this plane, and risked them coming to reclaim him. But killing him without provocation again as Lateef mentioned risked the retaliation of the Brigade. But Khavier wouldn't provoke him, he knew that.

With any luck his necromancer had done his job. he fully expected him not to return, but to cause enough pain and grief that Mahlari would hopefully not risk dealing with him again. But he couldn't rely on that, could he? Malik was not one to let such important things rest on mights and maybes of the actions of another.

He felt like a wolf trapped in a corner. one side was a cage and a leash. the other side was a spear and a beartrap. and cornered animals tended to lash out, it was only a matter of the form of thier inevitable reaction. Malik took to drumming his fingers on the table of his study, looking around at the books on the walls. Perhaps there was something he coudl do, something he could arrange to keep Mahlari's thoughts from him. something that wouldn't be tracable. Sevilin had managed to learn to be a master runemage under thier noses. perhaps something motivational could be slipped in that might make Mahlari more concerned with keeping order in her own realm than turning her attention to his.

But how to get it there in the first place. he couldn't do it himself, nor could any memeber of his family or House. No, the best way to send a message was through Khavier. if he was still on the plane. But how to send it.


And as if on cue, Broog lumbered up the basement stairs, carrying with him two elvish styled rapiers. of course broog also wanted to check on Piper. he loved piper dearly, she always had kind words and praise for him and his work. but he lumbered over to the Rainsongs first, and bowed his head a bit before presenting the finely made by Tremor and etched and jeweled by him rapiers.

"Da master says yous needs dis fer youses experations. Da master sasy yous can keeps dem if yous wants to."

Then a stare for a moment. before a lightbulb look.

"Oo. and da master says dat his plans are on da holds fer da moments and dat yous can stops being paranoods abouts it."

then a big nod, handing over the weapons and up the other set of stairs, peeking his head into Malik and Piper's bedroom.

"Mistress? is yous okies? can broog gets anytings fer yous?"

He chuckled, "I do try though I put that credit on you. Before I married you, I missed everything. It was disgusting." He too startled when Broog walked up, pulling Caprice against his side protectively. He relaxed when it became clear that Broog was not there to hurt them and he let Caprice take the weapons with a nod. "Give your master my thanks." He had to shake his head nad chuckle though, Malik had most likely been using that sword of his again. He wasn't sure how he felt about that seeing as how he'd been thinking rather naughty thoughts about his wife in there too.

Zykariel was all for that though he really wanted Piper to get better. Of course at the same time he scrunched up his little face and tried to think of what Mommy would say were she here. "Nothing heavy, Mr. Broog. Soup is good for her. Mommy says sick people can't have heavy stuff, it hurts them."

She wasn't thrilled about it but she understood his reasoning behind it. Besides, she was missing their little boy just as much as he was nad she knew Kariel wouldn't understand if she told him he was staying with Malikhai while she and Sevilin moved back home. That would only upset him and right now that was the last thing she wanted to do. Lifting her hand and petting it lightly through his hair, she stepped back as he took to drinking the mug she'd given him and she moved intot he kitchen cleaning up. "Do you want me to go get him then?"

"Well, a woman may not be able to change a man, but she can certinally cultivate a few new things within him as well as weed out a bit of those weeds that cause so much trouble." Giving another chuckle behind her hand before another jump and a look to Malik. Okay...everyone in the Depths needed to stop more or less sneaking up. Going to have a heart attack. But she leveled an amused gaze on Malik. "You made it yourself? That just sounds intriguing. After all, a man who looks well versed in his fair share of travels and adventure who can cook something other than easily portable food sounds like an adventure itself." Nudging Lateef with her elbow...Gods knew he had trouble cooking up anything extravagent.

Broog had always been a welcome sight, and he made an excellent jungle gym to play on really. A smile as the orge had gone off, only to come back with food...most importantly cookies...and he grabbed the tray of soup off the creature, setting on the edge of the bed near mommy, and he snagged cookies. "You see that mommy? He did it all in one trip and all by himself too!" Those kinds of things impressed.

Piper gave a chuckle that was followed by a cough. "Yes you two are doing a very good job of taking care of me." Wanted out of the bed badly, but knew even if she was allowed she wouldn't get very far before her legs betrayed her. At least it seemed Malik took a brake doing whatever it was he had been doing. "And you too Broog." Praise all around...and he would probably join in the guarding the boys were doing...he did that sometimes when he didn't see Malik around.

Well...he wanted to go with her. Besides, he hadn't exactly reported to Malik today that he had gotten everything up and runnning. He could make his way over there without too much problem, but then he would have to explain things. Could say he had his encounter with Khaiver, they had had thier scuffle and then things happened but hte point was Khaiver went back too. He had the feelign though that Zahara would fight him on that. "I need to report to Malik." A cringe at that sentence, seeing as more than one or two words tended to cause too much upset.