Simon looked at the wall in the direction of Lilith's room for a long moment.
Then he understood.
Her body had not been born.
It had been made.
In Vhal-Sar, she had found four treasures that kingdoms in her time would have gone to war over. The Myriad-Form Primordial Clay. The Eternal Heartfire Ember. The Ninefold Soul-Anchoring Bead. And the Soulmending Spring itself.
She had used all of them to build the body she now lived in.
Every one of those treasures was a part of her now. Her flesh, her heart, and her bones. And inside that body was the soul of someone who had once stood in the Eternal Realm.
The amber couldn't tell the difference between a treasure lying in a vault and a treasure sitting cross-legged on a bed.
To it, she was simply the most valuable thing in the house after the Chaos Blade. Though he believed the Chaos Blade had more value.
'A walking treasure.'
Simon's lips twitched.
He could imagine her face if he ever said that to her.
