LOREN
”I’m glad to hear it.” If anyone so much as thought about harming a child in the Hollowed Grounds, Loren would destroy them using every power at his disposal. He might not have been the strongest person around, but he was creative, and he was ruthless, and stubborn, and would not rest. In this case, though, Phoebe was not to blame, but the blight itself. So if they ever got definitive proof as to the source of the blight, the Launceleyn would act. However, without that, he wasn’t going to do anything based on hypotheses, rumors, and fear.
And unlike Roana, Loren was actually going to talk to Wessex before making any rash decisions. ”When did this happen?” The queen had seemed eminently reasonable to the Launceleyn, and the summoner didn’t have the fondest memories of the ex-captain. While he didn’t doubt Roana per se, he wasn’t going to take her word at face value either. Besides, he of all people knew that people were capable of change. He had to believe that, too.
Just because his words were idealistic didn’t mean they were any less true. ”I don’t see any problem with idealism. Do you? And you say you have power. If that’s true, why not use it to protect your freedom to chose as well as the freedom and safety of others.” As she continued to speak, he gave her a curious look. ”And how do you know that what the gods want is what is right and best? And who is it right and best for?” It seemed to Loren that the higher powers cared very little for individuals, and probably thought the means justified the ends: most of those with power did, he knew that much. Beyond that, he’d gotten in a lot of trouble making assumptions like thinking he knew what was best, and while he knew he’d do it again, most likely, he also tended to question his judgment even at the best of times.
So he was certainly going to question the gods, who had proven inscrutable to him. And he felt very strongly that Roana should do the same.
And unlike Roana, Loren was actually going to talk to Wessex before making any rash decisions. ”When did this happen?” The queen had seemed eminently reasonable to the Launceleyn, and the summoner didn’t have the fondest memories of the ex-captain. While he didn’t doubt Roana per se, he wasn’t going to take her word at face value either. Besides, he of all people knew that people were capable of change. He had to believe that, too.
Just because his words were idealistic didn’t mean they were any less true. ”I don’t see any problem with idealism. Do you? And you say you have power. If that’s true, why not use it to protect your freedom to chose as well as the freedom and safety of others.” As she continued to speak, he gave her a curious look. ”And how do you know that what the gods want is what is right and best? And who is it right and best for?” It seemed to Loren that the higher powers cared very little for individuals, and probably thought the means justified the ends: most of those with power did, he knew that much. Beyond that, he’d gotten in a lot of trouble making assumptions like thinking he knew what was best, and while he knew he’d do it again, most likely, he also tended to question his judgment even at the best of times.
So he was certainly going to question the gods, who had proven inscrutable to him. And he felt very strongly that Roana should do the same.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
