"I'm coming," Lya said, letting her niece guide her, "And I'm sure there must be, after all, where to baby pirates come from if it's not from Pirate Princes and Princesses?" she asked her niece.
"I trust you and I will not be scared at all," Lya smiled. She hardly ever felt fear as to anything related to herself anyway. When she felt the emotion gnaw at her, it was always tied into the children somehow. Her son, her nieces and nephews... she felt fear for them.
But had never much of a reason to fear for herself.