Safrin's Chosen

Nodding, and appreciating the girl's diligence in the face of such a truly unimaginable feat, Safrin smiled. Raising a brow to hear that Delphia seemed intent on trying to befriend one of Ludo's horrific creatures, the goddess merely shrugged her shoulders and sighed. The girl was no mere mortal and thus the goddess wouldn't treat her as one. She'd given her warnings. Let the demi-god do as she pleased. "Until next time, then." Safrin said with a satin-tinged smile. Disappearing in a whisper of starlight and leaving behind her the scent of jasmine and lilac, Delphia would feel refreshed and rejuvenated for having been in the goddess's presence. Safrin the devil is not as black as he is painted