Eros reclines in her velvet chamber, delighted with the date so far. Rosmira, Cleara, and Jews sit close together, all eyes on the mirror screen as Leon and Nayla move through moonlit silence.
Eros
You were all fantastic. Not the funniest audience, but certainly the most honest.
Jews
I will take that as a compliment.
Madam Cleara
Eros is enjoying this far too much.
The mirror image flickers. Leon and Nayla pause mid-step, their shoulders nearly touching, their attention fixed on each other instead of the path ahead.
Eros
Now for my surprise. This game is not only about choosing, it is about what survives the choice.
She points, and the screen splits for a heartbeat, showing the shape of Fanrir Lockes tracking them from afar. Leon and Nayla cannot see him yet, but the threat is now unmistakable.
Rosmira
This is the test. Rosmira has to decide what bond she is willing to defend.
✓ Quest Accepted
Intervene in Fanrir's pursuit of Leon and Nayla
“Eros i have to know um who is that guy you just pulled into leon and Nayla date?”
SUCCESS (Fair Reasoning, rolled -2)
Rosmira
Eros, who is that man you just pulled into Leon and Nayla's date?
Eros's smile thins into something pleased and dangerous, and the mirror steadies on the stalker instead of the lovers.
Eros
Fanrir Lockes, Nayla's mate. A hunter with possessive instincts and excellent timing.
Jews
Of course it gets worse.
On the screen, Fanrir slows, head lifting as if he can feel the chamber noticing him. Nayla's hand shifts nearer Leon's, protective and calm.
Madam Cleara
So that is the danger. Then say what this means for Leon, plainly.
Eros
It means the date is no longer private. It also means someone in the distance has started hunting the shape of their choice.
Rosmira gets the name and the shape of the threat, but the mirror flares hot pink in answer, and the screen jitters under the strain.
“Ros jumps up in shock even yelling at eros " are all gods mad"? You brought her pyscho mate to a date. Be honest will leon be alright?”
SUCCESS (Legendary Willpower, rolled +2)
Rosmira
Are all gods mad? You bring her psycho mate to a date, and you expect me to smile? Be honest, will Leon be alright?
Rosmira springs up, and the chamber seems to hold its breath with her. Eros only tilts their head, amused instead of offended, while the mirror keeps Fanrir centered in its hot pink glare.
Eros
Mad, maybe. Honest, definitely. Leon is not doomed by being seen, Rosmira. He is being pressed, watched, and tested.
Madam Cleara
Then answer the question that matters. Is he safe enough to choose for himself?
Eros
For now, yes. That is why the hunter matters, because pressure reveals choice, it does not replace it.
On the mirror, Fanrir slows and lifts his chin as if he has caught a scent only he can hear. Nayla stays calm at Leon's side, while Leon squares his shoulders, looking less lost and more awake.
Jews
Good. Then let him choose with his eyes open, before that wolf gets any ideas.