"Miss Athena, I'm here." Elara entered her quarters, closing the door behind her.
Athena, facing and looking through window onto Olympus, until that moment, from the mountain home she had, turned around to look at the invited Mage. "Yes, come sit."
Both sat down at the table and began to speak about the matter at hand, the matter the goddess wished to know about.
"Karoi and the boy, tell me about them. Whatever you say here will remain between us." Athena said, looking at her in the eyes as she sat across her.
Elara wasn't hesitant to answer "Karoi didn't lead much on except that he found his son. If he ended up revealing himself entirely, I do not know, but he taught him quite a bunch."
"I hear that there's one who possesses potential as a Mage in Midgard's Ember village?"
"Yes. Azarielle is her name. She could make a very powerful Mage."