Even if it were somehow possible, she didn't have the face to go and beg him.
Weena's beast husbands lowered their heads slightly, feeling a twinge of shame. They had indeed treated Idir terribly in the past, and to varying degrees, every single one of them had a hand in it.
"But... but you are his mother, after all. He won't just sit by and watch you die," one husband said cautiously.
"Yes, My Queen! He will definitely help you. Let's go find his female master and ask for help!"
"Besides, we can go and apologize. We can let Idir punish us however he wants to vent his anger."
The other husbands nodded in agreement. They would much rather go beg Idir than face death.
Weena shook her head. "I will not go."
He had already disowned her. She had once branded him a jinx, claimed he wasn't her own flesh and blood, and had even drugged both him and Adir with her own hands. How could he possibly acknowledge her now?
