The child shrugged. "I haven't found any limits yet. If I was not planned, then maybe no one cares how powerful I am."

She tilted her head quizzically at the demon's last statement, not entirely understanding, but who the Principality did or did not find attractive was of little concern to her. "Then perhaps he knows who my father is. Maybe a friend of his? That could be why he helps the succubus?" It was only a spur-of-the-moment guess, and her uncertainty showed. She had very little grasp of relationships, and understood neither how an angel and a demon could stop fighting long enough to produce a child nor why another angel would approve or try to help.