Erik Osborne

Valdis turns her head to look at him, rolling the information over in her head.

“Tiamat is a primordial goddess of Destruction. Based on what I can infer, it seems that she and the original Angel of Death, Muriel, were lovers. Muriel betrayed her and scattered her shards across the universe. Except for her heart. He kept that piece of her.”

It seems so terrible for her to have been betrayed like that, for a brief moment, Valdis can even feel sorry for her.

“Fenrir did not choose me as his queen as random. I was the only one who could be queen, and the only one Tiamat could manifest within. I don’t know if that was only by design or out of a desire for revenge on Muriel.”

She paused to give him time to digest and ask any questions that may help her gather her thoughts in a useful direction.