Seeds to Sow

Caiside The woods are lovely dark and deep But I have places to see And miles to go before I sleep Caisides brows rose in quiet surprise when Sam said he could help. He had truly been hoping for a book, something he could take along with him and study himself, but if Sam had the knowledge he claimed to, it might be easier and quicker to get it from him. ”Well...” Caiside hummed, tried to think of the best way to ask about what he wanted without giving away what had happened to him. The last John he wanted to do was put any kind of power, real or not, into Sams hands. ”Frey is the god of sex, and other intimate things I assume. But... is there anything else? Surely no god is so one dimensional.” It would be slow going like this, dancing around whatever wrong he had apparently committed, so Caiside sighed, and but the bullet. ”They don’t have anything against... ambition, or any silly thing like that, do they?”