Just another observation of someone with red curly hair and golden eyes..."a very tall, slender, inhumanly beautiful woman stepped out of the smoke. Reddish hair curled down past her hips in a riotous cascade, complementing her flawless skin, high cheekbones, and lush full bloodred lips. Her face was ageless, and her golden eyes had vertical slits instead of pupils, like a cat..."Hello, my son," Lea purred. I stepped forward, between the faerie and Michael and said, in a rough voice, "Hello Godmother."