Ardeth's mother wasn't what I had imagined. I thought that she would be a warrior like her husband and her son, but she was a very gentle woman. She was dressed in black, of course, and she looked like Ardeth, they had the same curly dark hair.

"You must be the warrior woman my son's been speaking of." She smiled kindly at me, and I glanced over at Ardeth who seemed a little pink.

I was surprised that she spoke English, but I continued though the shock, "yes, ma'am. I suppose I am, I'm Brittney O'Connell. It's very nice to meet you."

"Please dear, call me Nyeti. It is a pleasure to meet you too. Ardeth said that you were a true warrior?"

"I suppose I am. I grew up with my twin brother, Rick, and he taught me to fight. To be honest I haven't really known anything else."

"What happened to your parents, dear?"

I thought back to my childhood, there wasn't much that I could remember of my parents, "I'm not sure I know. Rick and I spent out childhood in an orphanage before we busted out and started making our own place in the world."

"Well you have found a place here, as a part of our community, and as a part of my family." Nyeti said to me. She was so welcoming and kind.

A/N: Sorry this one is so short, but I thought it'd be cool to include Ardeth's mother in this story. I'll post more fluff soon. Enjoy.

-Bahiti