LOREN
”And how’s that working out for you?” Loren wasn’t trying to be cruel, but it seemed that Phoebe, especially given that she was blighted, could use all the support she could get from everyone in her life, even Roana. Whatever the ex-captain might think or feel about the situation, when the summoner had met with the healer she’d been lonely, and he couldn’t imagine Phoebe would ever turn Roana away if the ex-captain made overtures.
Some things got put on hold after they arrived here as well (like Loren’s life) though he knew better than to say that, and he firmly shoved the dark thoughts from his mind. Of course, they came back with a vengeance when Roana explained what happened with Wessex. ”Why did she try to take your father’s sword?” The Launceleyn had met with the queen, and she didn’t seem the type to act without reason, at least not in the present day. So he’d gather every piece of information that he could before he confronted Wessex.
But he would confront her. Eventually. And she’d better have a damn good explanation.
As Roana explained that she would follow the directives of the gods, Ludo in particular, Loren hesitated. He didn’t know enough about the divine beings to trust in their judgment, but he couldn’t imagine blindly trusting any of the deities was a good idea, no matter what they professed to care about. ”What does that mean, the balance of the world?” Although his experience was limited—though Frey had certainly left quite the impression—he figured what the gods saw as balanced might not line up with what mere mortals felt.
Some things got put on hold after they arrived here as well (like Loren’s life) though he knew better than to say that, and he firmly shoved the dark thoughts from his mind. Of course, they came back with a vengeance when Roana explained what happened with Wessex. ”Why did she try to take your father’s sword?” The Launceleyn had met with the queen, and she didn’t seem the type to act without reason, at least not in the present day. So he’d gather every piece of information that he could before he confronted Wessex.
But he would confront her. Eventually. And she’d better have a damn good explanation.
As Roana explained that she would follow the directives of the gods, Ludo in particular, Loren hesitated. He didn’t know enough about the divine beings to trust in their judgment, but he couldn’t imagine blindly trusting any of the deities was a good idea, no matter what they professed to care about. ”What does that mean, the balance of the world?” Although his experience was limited—though Frey had certainly left quite the impression—he figured what the gods saw as balanced might not line up with what mere mortals felt.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
