Hey, starchild, are you listening?
"I hope they will be able to sort things out," was all the girl offered, under Remi's searching gaze. In truth, she had nothing but guesses to go on, and what she knew had already been passed on to Aurelia.
More focused on the conversation about the gods they were so intrinsically tied to, Seren struggled somewhat to grasp what Remi was reaching for.
"Well, yes. They are the Heralds of Vi and Mort," she said, her gaze searching his to see if she was going in the right direction. "And... I suppose, with the war coming... they will be the ones moving the chess pieces?" Only this game had three players. Black for Ludo, White for Safrin, and... whatever color the Voice might be best described in. Red, perhaps, dyed to the bone with the blood of those whose lives would be forever disrupted and lost.
"What do you mean by how we were brought about?" That did not make sense to her. Seren was a demigod and her ties to Safrin were obvious. Mateo was not, to her knowledge. Even if there had been some external aid in both cases, why should the boy be a target... but perhaps that was enough?
More focused on the conversation about the gods they were so intrinsically tied to, Seren struggled somewhat to grasp what Remi was reaching for.
"Well, yes. They are the Heralds of Vi and Mort," she said, her gaze searching his to see if she was going in the right direction. "And... I suppose, with the war coming... they will be the ones moving the chess pieces?" Only this game had three players. Black for Ludo, White for Safrin, and... whatever color the Voice might be best described in. Red, perhaps, dyed to the bone with the blood of those whose lives would be forever disrupted and lost.
"What do you mean by how we were brought about?" That did not make sense to her. Seren was a demigod and her ties to Safrin were obvious. Mateo was not, to her knowledge. Even if there had been some external aid in both cases, why should the boy be a target... but perhaps that was enough?
Seren
