I know many women who may be your mother He said.
"I'd know the scent of her better than anybody." She stated with a rumble-
You're going to have to be more specific, is it Reign? Nephthys? Queen Nyra?
"So she did become Queen to that man Satan?" Sovereign responded with a raised brow, unamused but not surprised in the least. "Makes me wonder how fast those two hashed it out in the last world." She mused with a grumble.
"I didn't even know she was here..." The Vaettfang muttered after an awkward pause, then with a sigh, as if defeated for some reason or another; "How is she?" She asked softly.
Finally, a set of words with some form of manners attached.
High five, Sovereign.

