An extremely beautiful and tall and skinny woman appeared walking in the rain. Even though she walked slowly, the raindrops themselves seemed to shift in their trajectory and land away from her. Not as if they were being pushed by something, but as if they had a will of their own.

She had two pairs of long pointy ears, much longer than the elves, one extended just a bit past her shoulders and the other, the one that sat on top, was half of the first one's size. Her skin was pale white, but sometimes tanned and other times gold. It changed as she walked making Matthew not trust his own eyes. It was as she was being illuminated by different lights at different times of the day, but there was only one sun in there and it was hiding behind the dark clouds.

She kept her eyes closed at all times, but her head moved around as if she was looking at things, as if she could see through her eyelids.

Her nose was thin and so were her lips. The last ones were colored green.

Her hair was silver, not white silver as Faralynn's, but actually silver like the metal. As if thousands of extremely thin metal strands came out of her head and fell behind her back as a metallic cape that almost reached the floor.

Her forehead had a blue stone on the center with a circlet made of grass holding it on place.

Her neck had a collar also made of grass holding stones of multiple colors.

She was dressed on a sleeveless green silky dress that was almost transparent when it brushed her skin. It had a long cleavage that showed her soft plain belly up to her navel. Around her waist she had a belt made of silver and white gold hanging loosely over her hipbones. The dress was very long and slid over the grass, but never got dirty or wet.

She was barefoot, with rings of gold, grass and silver adorning her toes. Her hands also had similar rings on her fingers.

Piercing her silver hair, 2 pairs of butterfly wings sprung from her back, each of a different color and a different size. The smaller one was gold and the other one was shinny blue. Both wings had edges as black as the night with silver dots that shined like starts.

The woman approached Ffyr and Matthew slowly with a wide smile. Her hand caressed Ffyr's hair gently and she said on a voice that could be actually tasted by Matthew as a deep sweet honey.

"Move that rain away dear. The boy will survive. You don't need to feel sad." She said with a motherly tone.

"Really?" Ffyr asked. Not rhetorically, the Fae loved to prank even with situations like that.

"Really. It's all right. You don't need to stop playing with him for now." The woman said.

Ffyr smiled widely and the rain stopped. It took less than a second for the rains to clear form the sky and the sun and the comfortable climate to return to Ffyr's Oneiros.

The woman face Ffyr, clearly looking at her, even if her eyes were still closed. She opened a sly smile and teased the fairy.

"Well? Aren't you going to introduce me to your toy? I mean, to your friend?"

"Mom!" Ffyr moaned loudly. "Don't do this! You're embarrassing me!"

The woman just laughed hiding her teeth with her hand. Then, she sat down midair and suddenly a white wicker chair was there holding her in place. After that, she extended her hands to pick something in front of her and, in a blink of an eye, a white wicker table with cookies on silver stands were there in front of her. On her hands, a blue porcelain tea cup and pot appeared just as surprisingly as the furniture.

"Sit down you two." She ordered.

Before Matthew could even think "where", a couple of chairs were there circling the table.

Ffyr sat down used to such things, but Matthew was dumbfounded. It took Ffyr pulling his hand to make him move and sit on the chair.

"So… You are the son of Eve that took my poor daughter away from my realm and did the most improper things with her." Ffyr's mom said white picking a cookie from the table.

"I never did anything improper with her." Matthew defended himself.

The woman turned her face to him as if staring at his eyes behind her eyelids. There was a hint of anger on her face.

"You didn't? Then what is this?" She said pointing at Ffyr's left eye. "My poor daughter was contaminated with this filth and you don't even have the face to apologize to me?"

Suddenly the woman was twice the size she was before.

"Mom! I was the one who picked the demonic mana for myself." Ffyr defended him.

"Really?" The woman asked turning her face to her daughter. Now as tall as she was before.

"Yes! I thought I could help him deal with it." Ffyr said in a low tone embarrassed that it didn't help him at all.

"But you were always the most caring one of my daughters." Ffyr's mother said while licking a napkin that appeared between her fingers and passing it on Ffyr's eyes. "Get yourself dirty like this for the sake of a primal."

Ffyr flinched while her mother cleaned her face from something he could not see. The napkin got red while it was rubbed on the fairy's face as if it was being drenched in blood.

After a while, Ffyr's mother stopped and looked at her daughter with a satisfied smile. Then she threw the napkin over her shoulder that burned in midair and vanished before hitting the grass.

"All good now. Clean and proper." She said taking back her cup of tea and sipping it. "And you, son of Eve, may I have your name now?"

Matthew opened his mouth to say it, but Ffyr stopped him putting her hand over his mouth. She looked at her mother annoyed and said:

"You may not! It's his." Ffyr admonished her mother.

"I was going to give it back!" The mother protested. "After I took out that annoying extra T in there." She smiled.

"Mom!" Ffyr protested moaning again. Then turned to Matthew. "Be very careful with her, Matt. She's always playing like this." The fairy warned him. "You may call him Matthew, mother." Ffyr said turning back to her mother. "And Matt. This is my mother. The Queen of Fae. Titania."

"You will call me mommy." Titania extended her hand and Matthew instinctively shook it before he realized what she said.

Ffyr slapped her forehead with force making the sound echo through the prairie.

Titania laughed loudly.

"Wait, what?" Matthew asked confused.

"My mother is the Queen of the Fae realm. A Greater Goddess. And you just agreed to call her mommy." Ffyr explained shaking her head.

"I don't understand." Matthew said.

"Call my name, handsome." Titania said in a seductive tone, putting her elbows on the table and resting her chin over her hands.

"Mommy?" Matthew said with no hesitation. In his head he thought of saying Titania, but his mouth blurted mommy.

Titania moaned softly and moved her body slightly teasing him.

"Mommy… Mommy! MOMMY!" Matthew tried again and again to say her name, but all he could do was to keep repeating the wrong name.

"It's no use, Matt." Ffyr said biting a cookie. "You're under the rules of the Fae on this one. You can't fight it."

Matthew coughed and drank some tea quickly.

"I'm sure mother will remove the order when it stops being funny." Ffyr said not being able to hide her laughter now.

"That was a good one." Titania laughed hugging her daughter.

After a while, when both women could stop laughing at Matthew's expense, Titania said in a serious tone. As serious as she could make, at least.

"Your body is no longer in danger. But you're still very hurt." She said to Matthew.

"Thank god." Matthew said leaning back on his chair relieved by the news.

"You have no idea how right you are." Titania said elusively and didn't elaborate on that comment. "You may return to your body whenever you want."

"Good." Ffyr exclaimed clapping her hands.

"But first there is something I want from you, Matty." Titania said smiling.

"What is it, mommy?" Matthew asked and flinched when he said the wrong name again.

"The Labyrinth of Enkidu. You need to be the first to conquer it." She said now properly in a serious tone.

"Why?" Matthew asked widening his eyes.

"Many of my Fae were trapped in there over the years. Some still are." Titania said putting her cup down. "That's why I gave Ffyr the ability to navigate inside that place. I need you to conquer the Labyrinth and let Ffyr take the prize." She ordered pointing at him.

"Why Ffyr?" Matthew asked.

"You don't need to know." Titania dismissed him. "Just do it and I'll grant you a wish."

"A wish?" Matthew repeated not believing what she was offering. A wish from a Greater Goddess? Was there any limitation? Was there rules? He wanted to asked more about it.

"Yes. A wish!" Titania said mocking him. "Don't bore me with questions." She added in a threatening tone. "And don't say a word about this to that square man who is ogling my Ffyr. As a matter of fact. Don't say a word about me to anybody. Deal?" Titania extended her hand again, but, this time, Matthew didn't grab it.

Titania turned to her daughter with a smile. And then turned back to him.

"You learn fast, boy." She praised him getting up. "Take him back Ffyr. It was nice meeting you." Titania said and was then simply not there anymore.

Ffyr smiled at Matthew and hugged him.

"You're alive." She cried on his shoulder.

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