I awoke in my own bed, my head throbbing. I do not remember walking to my room, if I had I am sure I would have been staggering. My nightstand held a cup of water, and two pills and a small note. 'Take these, I am sure you will need it. ~Opera.' I smirked, he probably found me and brought me back here.

Taking the medication and chugging the water, I took baby steps in getting ready for the day. I needed to go back to school, but I had a lot of questions. There were things not clarified when it came to Eli's care and wellbeing. I did not think they would pull the same stunt twice, but the possibility was there.

I nudged Eli awake, holding his clothes up for him to see. "Good morning, bug. It's time to get up. Did you sleep well?"

He sat up, rubbing his eyes. "Yeah." He yawned. "What's for breakfast?"

"I do not know; we have to get up and go find out." I helped him dress and picked him up. He was almost seven and a little taller. The top of his head reached my waist and not my hip. I had missed that little bit of him growing up. Imagining missing a whole childhood scared me.

I let him down in the dining hall, and he ran to his usual seat. Grandpa was reading the news, and Iruma was already eating. If I did not get some soon, I would be left out. Eli was adding a healthy amount of pancakes to his plate, dumping syrup on them, as I sat down.

"Could I get the comics out of there, Great grandpa."

"Sure, I am done if you would like the whole thing."

He passed it to me, the top article with my picture on it. It played like a short movie clip. Sure enough, Princess Shura was right. I was in front of her, I never noticed. I pulled the comics out and handed them to Eli.

'Heroin of the Deviculum.' Could they not put me on the front page, just tell the whole world about me, why not? Another Image of me and Narnia talking. The basic gist of the article was how I stopped a mutated demon in his evil cycle from harming anyone.

I was speculated to be working with border control and that Narnia and I was a scandalous cover for it. The little boy on my back was noted as the child I had claimed had been kidnapped during the carnival. Only noting his resemblance. Bringing to the question of, was she really in the wrong at the carnival. I smirked.

There was mentions of me doing good things around the Netherworld. A town I had been spotted at, and then a battlefield. Bringing the question up again of whether I was treated fairly when I lost rank. I looked at grandpa, he smiled with his eyes closed as he sipped on his tea. Opera filled his cup as he held it out to him.

"Grandpa, how much does this newspaper know?"

"I am so glad you asked." He snapped his fingers, articles falling on the table.

This was from the town, that's the mayor. He called me the town's hero, and savior. I had gotten the demons under control and put out the fires, saving thirty children and countless other lives from perishing in fires or by the hands of feral demons in there evil cycles.

Bringing aid to them in the form of food, and then helping in the search for missing survivors lost in the rubble. The other two were noted and called by name. We happened upon them flying by and aided them. Me being the one that ordered the others around and the leader of the group. I smirked.

The other was the small war that I ended and when questioned, in both instances I was mentioned by appearance only. No one knew who I was, I never gave mention to my name. They had only a description of green hair, purple eyes, and that I wore a tiara with precious black stones.

"An orchestra of battle music." I chuckled. "I guess you could say that."

"I told you they would not see it that way."

"I know, but the possibility is there. All it takes in one person to spin a tail." My phone buzzed in my pocket.

He grinned. "While that is true, you are nothing but praised."

I looked at the screen, Narnia was calling me. I ignored it, eating my fruit. He called again; I declined the call. He called a third time, my eyes turned in.

"Allow me." Grandpa held his hand out.

"What will you do?"

"Tell him to leave you alone, you do not drink a cellar of its entire contents over nothing."

"Ope, the self-control was low last night." I handed him the phone and he answered.

"Not, Vi. What is it you need this early in the morning? She has read it… No, she is not looking to see you." He hung up. "I hope you have a good day at school."

"Where will Eli go?"

"Opera is in the school now, and I am also there. If you go then he will be here alone. If he can behave, I see no issue with him going with you. I can have you be in a study hall class where you would be able to watch him and help students as needed."

"I can be good."

"Then it is settled."

Eli held my hand as we walked into the school boundaries. Students stared at us as we walked in, but I head straight for the study all. I had reached a practical application of school, not that I had not been using most of the principles already.

I practiced those things as I waited for students to come out of their homerooms and begin their classes. The study hall was for the students who did not elect an extracurricular and wished to just do the basics in school. There were not many in this class either, this would be an easy gig.

Eli gasped and awed at the things I could do, with another exam in a few months, I would need to have these basics down before then. It was not a paper exam anymore; it all would be a practical application. I had missed yet another opportunity for that kind of test.

I really missed seeing Kalego and Balam in a mask being the big bad teachers they were. I managed to get a picture from the bats that recorded the events. I clipped it and tapped it to my binder. Smirking every time, I seen it.

This was easier than info dumping my brain. I had done a lot of things with my power and had hit the limit when I was playing around on a Viking ship. That was the only time I fell asleep in a twenty-six-hour day.

It would be every other day if I did not take the sleeping supplement. I wondered why I was having such difficulties; it was like this since I woke up. Was it not normal to sleep every night? One of the kids were sleeping all the time, but I accounted that to his blood line, my bed.

Everything was back to normal. School, Eli, life and where it was at. The dinner was the only thing that was not normal. You don't get invited to the thirteen crowns dinner without a reason. Mine was because of all the rise I had brought.

Was it too much to ask for peace? To be left alone to thrive in my own little world without interruption. The dreams never stopped, but they did replay themselves. I think he and Somya were the only two to truly care for me other than medically.

The last one played the most, and it was the night I passed out from spending all my mana. Deri and I were making music together. I understood the theory but could not play it well. He would do his best to recreate it for me. Lilith's red carpet, and the rankings were just that.

I had written the music for it, and the silly story about. All these men wanting me when I became an adult. The prettiest demon, loved by all. Not the hidden sickly demon who was not wanted in the castle. Father was not around, and Derkila found a way to get rid of his mother so she would not threaten me.

He had made the new world revolve around me and not a soul knew it. It was sweet and obsessive. His hate for the world and how demons had corrupted themselves with human blood. It had been the downfall and led to all the wars. The root being the evil cycle.

When I looked back in history, Deities were the only ones to keep themselves pure. If demons went back to their origins, they could live in a more peaceful time. Derkila and Somya were right to shut the whole world off from the human realm and send everyone back.

The history that involved him was always great and heroic things. Taking all the damage from every weapon. Poro playing a concert until Derkila's reinforcements came in. He ended a lot of that and brought peace. It all was downhill when he left them.

Why did he give up? Where did he go? Did he tire of listening to boring politics? Was his goal met and he decided it was time to go? He did the only thing I wanted, make the world a better place to live for all the others.

I knew that nothing was done, the threats still lingered on my doorstep. Resurrecting Derkila sounded like a better idea with each dream I had. To have that back, would he accept me or reject me? Would he still see me, treat me the same?

A letter popped up in front of my face, a red crown wax symbol holding it shut.

Dear Lady Violetta,

We, the thirteen crowns, formally invite you to have dinner with us at the tower of babel in six days from today. Attendance is mandatory, we look forward to seeing you there.

There it was, my peace being taken from me, again. Can I go back to being the sick kid? I had ten times more freedom and a lot less worries than I have now. I sighed, setting it on the desk and dropping my head.

"Mommy? You, okay?"

I looked up. "Yes, I was just thinking."

Eli played his games quietly behind my desk, the students came in and did whatever they wanted. Some would read, others worked on homework. It was peaceful, this job was a cake walk. Eli and I had a picnic on the lawn. This was much better than phone calls.

I read a novel to him, he listened to while packing in the food. His smile made my head skip, and his laugh stole my heart every time. I just wanted to pour all that love he gave me back into him. He picked up little round fruits.

"Look mom." He tossed one up and caught it in his mouth.

"Good job, let me try." I tossed one up and hit my nose.

He laughed. "You did good, so close. Try again."

"Yes, do try again." I looked to the side at Kalego.

"I will probably miss again."

"I hate to intrude, but might I sit?"

Eli jumped up, grabbed his hand and pulled him over. "Yes, do. It has been a while. The carnival was so fun, can we do that again?"

"That is up to your mother, not I."

"Ah, mom. Please?"

"Eli, we will see." He crossed his arms.

"What brings you to bother my lunch?"

"My brother."

I clicked my tongue. "What now?"

"He wants to know why you cut him off."

I gestured to Eli. "We had a deal, not a relationship. Newspaper was rather hinting at that fact as well."

"He needs a statement from you." I looked at Eli, I gave him his Gameboy and earplugs. I then blocked all sound around Kalego and I from the world.

I huffed a laugh. "This is not the place for this."

"Might I ask why?"

"He just used you like he did me and might still be trying to. Politics and marriages. I do not do those things, especially together."

He blinked. "Is he pursuing you?"

I tapped my chin. "Am I certain, no. Do I know what it would do for him to mingle with me, yes. Think of Yodh and what he can do, what he did to you doing the summoning ritual. Now think about what I can do. Put those together, what do you get?"

"So, you ghosted for something you did not know yet?"

"Yes, I will say I was fooled for a moment. I wanted to believe it, but it was brought to my attention. Now that I see the bigger picture, it is hard to ignore the meanings of the colors. I know what I can do, what it would mean for anyone to be with me."

"What about the prospects of being in border patrol? It is a sought-after job, even the lowest ones get paid well."

"Don't remind me. If anything, I might get back into business or even stay here. All I want is a place where peace can be had. I am tired, Kalego. Tired of the chase, tired of the drama. I want that boring life where nothing exciting happens. I want to stop surviving, and just live."

"You spend a lot of time with Iruma. My brother told me to stay away from him because he was something. He did not finish his sentence when Henri called him." Did Narnia know? "You know something."

"No, it is just a startling statement. He said nothing about him to me. So, to tell you that, it is odd."

Kalego ran a hand through his hair. "I am his familiar again. It is hard to stay away from if I am that."

"Well, I am unsure. This is what I mean. He has secrets, while demons do, his secrets run a little deeper. He is Fenrir, he was at the carnival and showed up shortly after Eli went missing. It is another reason I find him suspicious."

"He's not, he spends his time tormenting traitors and terrorists of the netherworld."

"What better cover? He would know everything as a second in command and now a crown."

He scowled, "And your wrong." He stood, and I broke the barrier. "He is not like that." He walked off.

He loved his bother enough to not see anything I had said. When you live it, you are blind. When you look in you see more. Narnia had his fingers deep, and now I worried he would tell Narnia all I had said about him.

While it was nothing to sensitive, the last thing I need is more attention, and more drama. He had his life freed of that other demoness, and too wanted to be freed from the newspapers. Maybe I should start staying home, and not leave my house.

If I never leave, I will never feel obligated to help someone because I would not know. The newspaper would be my only form of knowing, so I would stop reading that as well. 'With great power comes great responsibility.' Spiderman movie was not in the wrong, but could I just… not?