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Bachram stepped inside of his home, nodding his head to an unknown tune that no one could possibly guess as its rhythm changed every few seconds.

"Finally, the seas rest..."

Bachram didn't believe that, a sorrowful look taking his face as he thought about all this. It was far from over, and would only be a battle till the end. Infact, there would possibly be war after all of this. It was hard to tell his son this, but gods were always looking for reasons to commit revenge or start their own reign. This exact situation could evolve into just that if handled poorly. To keep his head so low would cause the other gods to become cocky. Than again, destroying expectations held so low was a fun game. He looked over his shoulder.

"Audra..."

His face seemed more normal now, not feeling one way or another besides
worry.

"This is the best solution... For everyone, right...?"

The goddess was right. There wasn't much they could possibly do. It felt awful to not have control over anything. All they could possibly do was wait until the time for events to fall naturally. As chaos, everything was but a domino effect set to go. Yet, he was at ease at her question. Being reminded of why this all even began was enough evidence of the good ending ahead. He walked over to her, a hand placed against her cheek.

"Love makes even the most playful of gods come to their senses. Love is reason, love is hope, and it most importantly is strength. All his friends stood by him through this madness."

Both his hands went to his face, a wiry smile drawn to the reassurance.

"The boy also has the best parents to hold him steady on a rope. Let's just hope Romeo isn't foolish enough to get the letter late."

Bachram floated to the top of her head, softly sitting atop her head gracefully light as a feather as his wings lightly flapped into curious thoughts.

"My condolences, dearest. The world sometimes needs more than just love for it to run. Destruction and cruelty is necessity to make happiness and peace exist or be relevant. I've had much to do with a good amount being unpleasant to chaos. A lot was entertaining at the least."

He flew upside down, looking into her eyes.

"The meditation calms my thoughts of the devious actions I cause, and many of these pondering hallucinations bring me back to what matters the most to me. One of the reminders is the beautiful joy that is my other half present of my sweet embrace."

Backram still in his upside down odd position, leaned in to lightly kiss his lovely muse, an answer that his absence would never be permanent even in death. He pulled away, a smile by departure.

"I do at the very least redeem myself?"

Bachram was glad all the unease of his heart could now be drained as though his love sucked the very concept from his thoughts with only that of a tongue. After taking lead forcefully as though it was a battlefield, he broke the kiss only to whip behind her in flight, a hand running up her hair forcefully with the other resting on the hook of her hip.

"Playing with chaos can only lead to fun out of... deviancy..."

A small series of kisses lead up from her neck to the lobe of her ear, lightly clenching it with his teeth by end.