i will endure the night for the promise of light
"Vi has my allegiance. Though it was Frey first. I've yet to meet Safrin." He spoke the words plain and simple, but there was an underlying truth beneath them: as long as your allegiance doesn't turn to the Voice, I have no reason to hit you. While Noah didn't have the same depth of relationship with the herald of nature that Sunjata did with the starlit lady, he understood that certain offers could influence certain decisions. In the end, Sunjata still stood on the side of the old gods -- if only barely, somehow holding on the last inch of a thread -- and it needed to be enough for Noah.
"Did you come here to apologize to her?" Noah asked as the Flood stood and turned away. The pain in each of his movements was obvious, and if Noah were someone here to seek vengeance he believed it would be easy to gain it. But he wasn't. He had come simply to pray to his own deity, to ask for guidance and assurance as to his next steps. The way the new demigod moved made the hairs on the back of Noah's neck stand up, the tension in the air and between the two men thickening with each breath.
THE SENTINEL OF THE NORTH
