At the same table where Commander Savis brooded through Nyrielle's tale, Lady Tosha Saliou clutched the radiant sun pendant that hung from her neck while the other arm snaked protectively around her son, Riwal.
She had no fear of the lupine vampire, nor any of those who followed Saintess Ashlynn. She had witnessed the miracles of the Saintess personally, and she trusted, to the depths of her soul, that she was in no physical danger tonight.
But when the High Inquisitor rose to speak, after everything she just heard, Tosha braced herself for a truth that would be difficult to hear, and maybe even harder to reconcile with the faith she'd grown up with than the things she'd already heard.
"Across the sea, things unfolded differently," the High Inquisitor said as he stood. "But in the very beginning, things weren't that different at all."
