"I guess I should meet your, err, our mom." said Tyra. "I'm her daughter now, right?"
Myrrh nodded, her wings turning a slight shade of pink. "She is queen Minerva, the one who saved your life." she replied, her wings turning a slight shade of indigo and pink. "Bear in mind, I doubt she'll be in a pleasant mood."
"I remember from the mind link." said Tyra, nodding. "You're afraid she'll have some harsh words for you?"
Myrrh nodded, tears forming. "I'm 485 years old yet I still can't hold my own against just three possessed men." she said, allowing her had to fall. "I'll never become a Valkyrie if I can't manage at least that."
Remembering her birth father's words, when she was James, Tyra placed a gentle hand on Myrrh's shoulder. "Not everyone is cut out to be a soldier... sis." she said. "Perhaps your calling is elsewhere."
"Perhaps." agreed Myrrh. "I've never held a job, being a princess, so I don't really know."
"Despite the link, I really don't know much about your world." said Tyra. "Maybe you can be a doctor or something."
Myrrh smiled. "The link is temporary." she said. "It's used to settle disputes between ourselves and help those who are having difficulties with their lives. Which means, yes, you still need to learn how to fly."
Tyra sighed then turned to see a floating island in the distance. "What is that?" she asked.
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Myrrh looked and giggled. "Oh, that, its the smallest island of Skyaira." she said. "no one really knows what to do with it yet so, right now, its a park." she gestured me to follow. "Shall we?"
Tyra followed Myrrh into the long open entrance of the palace and shivered as she saw a number of lifelike statues standing on the sides of the hall. On one side were women in strange armor, their wings folded down with a almost gray color to them while, on the other side, were men in similar armor At least she thought they were men as they had shorter hair yet they had the same bus as the women.
"They are the Valkyrie and Archangels." whispered Myrrh. "They are not permitted to move or speak unless they are relieved by another guard or they must act to protect the palace."
Tyra nodded, understanding then continued to follow her sister into the palace. The interior was far more modern looking with smooth stone walls that, to her surprise, changed to show an image of her saving Myrrh. Confused by this, she turned to her sister who blushed. "the walls here react to each visitor, showing their personality and past deeds so the guards further in can see their true intentions." she explained. "The walls here portrayed you as a human hero." she pointed at the walls as they changed to a scene with Tyra and Myrrh holding hands. "Now, it shows you are one of the royal family, which is why you are not being questioned."
"This place is amazing." breathed Tyra. "I could get to like it here."
Myrrh smiled. "There is a lot for you to learn, my little sister." she said. "I'll show you it all.. after my punishment."
"Punishment?" asked Tyra, shocked.
Myrrh nodded. "I went to the surface to gather a rare herb that does not grow here in Skyaira." she said. "That's when I was approached by the possessed men." she sighed. "You call this rare herb marijuana."
Tyra struggled not to giggle as she knew from her previous life that marijuana had healing properties, when used in small amounts but she never suspected it would be used by Misterians.
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