BASTIEN
Stimulation in body and soul
"Indeed. Honestly, I'm amazed that we have been left to grow and carry on as much as we have, here in the Grounds. Perhaps the Gods don't consider us enough of a threat here." And they probably weren't, in all truth. The Old Gods were likely more than content to let them sit there and play village until the time came to end their existence - the goal for his and Isla's leadership was to make it so the destruction would be harder than expected.Pleased that she would go to the Voice in his stead and that they had future plans, he was content to let the conversation slip away from their business, even if what Isla had to tell him was not what he wanted to hear. With a heavy sigh, Bastien nodded and picked at the edge of the cloth around his shoulders. "I should have remembered. I apologise, I just - I yearn so for any news of my Rexanna or an idea of how she may be doing. I wish she could be here in my place; this sort of thing was much more her skill than mine." His wife had been a born leader, a diplomat and quick thinking strategist. In comparison, he felt like someone trying to badly play her part.
For the good and misguided
