LUDO
Mask bobbing in agreement, the deal was struck. Mort’s offspring could help out in the Greatwood and the Hollowed Grounds, leaving Ludo better able to tend to Caido’s souls elsewhere. It would still answer the calls of those who prayed (or not, as was the case sometimes), but this way at least the daughter of death could hone her skills. Or whatever it was Mort wanted her to do.“Oh yes,“ it agreed, ”many, many centuries.” It had rescued some of them back when it had met with the Voice in the Labyrinth, but that was but the tip of the iceberg. “You may wish to consort with others in the Grounds who seek a similar objective. I believe some of Safrin’s chosen are aware of this also.”
Snorting in a way that should not have been possible, it shook its head at Delphia’s final question. “People covet that which they love, whether or not it is the best thing for it,” it said. “The Voice is a silly child. She knows not what harm she does.”
