@plxnets-aligned liked for a starter!
"... You are Lily bat's son, yes?" Ivory thought she had recognized those silver locks, from somewhere.
While the time may be beyond memory for human, it felt like mere moments ago when Lilia intruded upon her solitude in an effort to get information on how his adopted child should be raised. Not too different from his quest with the dragon egg, really. Occasionally bombastic fae would bring the drooling bundle with him and they together had to deduce what food was fit for his consumption. If it made the simian feel something, substance was determined to be not safe.
It was not a terrible time, truth be told.
"Last time I saw you... you were a chubby-cheeked baby..." Her voice carried a hint of melancholy, as she placed hands akimbo to sides.
