"She's my daughter," Aryyna answered simply, with a hint of pride in her voice, "my baby girl."
Another drag. "Even if she is 58. She's still my little baby." Aryyna laughed. "'Sides, poor girl would be lost without me. Can you believe she fucks men? Like, by choice! She enjoys it! And she doesn't even savor her drinks! She's simply incorrigible sometimes."
She shrugged. "Maybe I'll get some granddaughters out of it, at least. I mean, I'm never going to die - of course - but most of my living relatives really don't do the family name credit. Ivonis is okay, sadly he's Eccentric, and worse still, the Goddess saw fit to punish his mother with a male." She laughed softly to herself.