Lilliane had a surprised look on her face. Eleven was a number she hadn't expected either. It was interesting though, since this meant there were more demigods than gods. Then again, assuming there was some kind of 'god hierarchy' it would make sense for there to be more of those on the lower steps of the hierarchy. She felt bad for the Abandoned though. Pushed aside for something they had no choice in at all. A fate that seemed common in any world.
Lilliane was about to ask another question when Wessex muttered the question and took a look at her hand. "What's the matter?" A question asked both in curiosity and concern. Setting the question she meant to ask aside for a moment, she took a closer look at Wessex's hand as well. Though it took a moment until she even realized anything unusual, since whatever was on her hand was almost translucent. She furrowed her brows. "What is that?" she muttered, partially to herself and partially to Wessex.
Lilliane was about to ask another question when Wessex muttered the question and took a look at her hand. "What's the matter?" A question asked both in curiosity and concern. Setting the question she meant to ask aside for a moment, she took a closer look at Wessex's hand as well. Though it took a moment until she even realized anything unusual, since whatever was on her hand was almost translucent. She furrowed her brows. "What is that?" she muttered, partially to herself and partially to Wessex.
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