Invika laid a hand on my shoulder, pulling me a little closer. "Indeed. Isn't she a sweet girl, asking for help like that?"
"I wasn't aware you remnants could leave the realm," Fyren said.
She shrugged. "Me either. But Haven called and I answered. It would have been rude not to. Besides, I think Fate would have had something to say if I ignored the child. She's awfully protective of her."
Fyren harumphed. "Is that right? She could stand to be a bit more involved."
Invika's eyes flashed. The temperature abruptly lowered, which was insane given that we were basically swimming in fire mana.
"Is that so?" she asked in a low voice.
Fyren returned her gaze unflinchingly. "I don't pretend to know the matters of a goddess, but it is cruel to force one so young to walk their own path."
"Fyren, Invika, please," I said, wringing my hands. "What about him?"
