[ Mirar's expression darkens. Huan had betrayed the people she had created, just to get at one Immortal who had defied her. It isn't surprising, but it still angers him. That manner of godly work has always angered him, and that anger is why the gods ordered him executed. He wonders if Auraya can see that better now. If she understands him better.
But it's the wrong time to ask. He's worried about her physical condition, and he'll deal with that before he questions her on the metaphysical.
Her answer makes him smile at first, though it quickly vanishes. ]
You owe him life?! You believe they would have killed you? That would have brought war back to them, and no mistake. The White could not have let that stand.
[ And Mirar would have been devastated. He manages to avoid saying that, but his hands curl into fists and his knuckles turn white. To see her looking so poorly is hard enough. The thought of her dying...
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[ Mirar's expression darkens. Huan had betrayed the people she had created, just to get at one Immortal who had defied her. It isn't surprising, but it still angers him. That manner of godly work has always angered him, and that anger is why the gods ordered him executed. He wonders if Auraya can see that better now. If she understands him better.
But it's the wrong time to ask. He's worried about her physical condition, and he'll deal with that before he questions her on the metaphysical.
Her answer makes him smile at first, though it quickly vanishes. ]
You owe him life?! You believe they would have killed you? That would have brought war back to them, and no mistake. The White could not have let that stand.
[ And Mirar would have been devastated. He manages to avoid saying that, but his hands curl into fists and his knuckles turn white. To see her looking so poorly is hard enough. The thought of her dying...
He does not want to imagine that. ]