the VOICE
"Tell them? Because they are so very willing to listen? Like the two of you, for example, who are so quick to judge me and yet have never asked nor heard my side of things." The Voice sniffed as if offended. "I think not. Rumours, gossip, this unfettered judgement...I have left all that behind now." She added almost wistfully.
With a glance towards Amalia, the goddess raised a careful brow. "For all your piety Amalia, you truly expect me to believe that you did not know what a trip to my shrine might entail?" No. Her voice suggested she did not believe that. Not for one second.
As for the blight?
"As I said, I have not stepped foot in the woods. I do not even know what you are talking about. But I'm sure your gods, Frey and Rae especially probably have it under control. Don't they always, after all?"
With a glance towards Amalia, the goddess raised a careful brow. "For all your piety Amalia, you truly expect me to believe that you did not know what a trip to my shrine might entail?" No. Her voice suggested she did not believe that. Not for one second.
As for the blight?
"As I said, I have not stepped foot in the woods. I do not even know what you are talking about. But I'm sure your gods, Frey and Rae especially probably have it under control. Don't they always, after all?"
