The Rebellion begins

"So, how are things going on your end?" A sweet, womanly voice rang pleasantly throughout the room.

"Lyreve? What are you doing here? What new trouble are you planning?" The goddess Faylia asked with surprise.

"I told you before to call me Eve! We're friends, right!" Eve pouted as she flicked her wavy green hair over her slender shoulders.

Faylia rolled her eyes in response. This was one of the downsides to Eve in her mind. She could be childish at times. 'It's rare for her to visit. I wonder what this is about.' Her eyebrows began to crease as she scrutinised her guest.

Eve chuckled to see this. The creases in Faylia's brow detracted from her beauty. She had long, silky silver hair that reached her waist and wore a rather revealing short, red dress. It stuck to her body like a second skin. 'Let's hope she agrees.' She thought while she tried to determine her current state of mind.