"That's quite interesting," Felih says, looking intrigued. "The god of death... what are they like in your realm? And the Six Astrals? What are they?"

The stern glare he gets soon after, though, has him shrinking down, ears pinning back submissively. The last thing he wants to do is get the man angry with him, considering the physical strength the royal family seems to possess. He tenses up a bit himself, a well-honed reflex by now to prepare for possible conflict, and sometimes he wishes his teammates were here with him.

"Your only child...? Ah... that makes sense," he murmurs quietly.