It's Lord of the Flies in my mind tonight
Her head tilts slightly to the side, curious why he finds the portal hard to believe when he’s experienced one already. “A portal brought you and others from all times and places to Caido. With that in mind, surely it isn’t too hard to believe that others might cross a much smaller space?” She’s almost teasing him at this point, her voice light and unassuming, doing what she can to open minds to her Lady’s power. Abasi may never be a convert, but a more sympathetic ear is a small gain.
“If only that were the case here,” she says with a wry expression. “We never had a leader until the Outlanders showed up and more or less demanded one. To believe a ruler a God? That would go against the core of our beliefs.” Unless one of them came down and actually took up the throne, that is. Even a demi-god on the throne wouldn’t be the same, wouldn’t have the same authority. Ther Old Gods and their heralds guard their power jealously. Sharing it with a mortal unless said mortal is well beloved, is unheard of.
“And your home?” she asks. “What’s it like? You came rather unsuited for cold weather.”
“If only that were the case here,” she says with a wry expression. “We never had a leader until the Outlanders showed up and more or less demanded one. To believe a ruler a God? That would go against the core of our beliefs.” Unless one of them came down and actually took up the throne, that is. Even a demi-god on the throne wouldn’t be the same, wouldn’t have the same authority. Ther Old Gods and their heralds guard their power jealously. Sharing it with a mortal unless said mortal is well beloved, is unheard of.
“And your home?” she asks. “What’s it like? You came rather unsuited for cold weather.”
