[It is perhaps another strange of twist that the Oracle of their people is the one who is ready to put people above the will of the gods. Perhaps Aera herself was never truly meant to be the Oracle - and perhaps in that way her death was ordained, so that she could make way for someone more suited to being a servant of the gods.
To Somnus, her words are inconsequential to the prophecy. To Aera, the prophecy itself has no meaning if a man of no dignity and no love for others sits the throne. If good men and women must perish so senselessly for the sake of it, what difference does it make from the daemon's blight that cares just as little for people? The thought is blasphemous, yet somehow Aera knows that to her it is the truth.
Much as Somnus dismissed her words, she ignores his.]
Leave my sight, Kinslayer. Never return. I know, now, that Somnus Lucis Caelum perished long ago, and I've no wish to see you parade his visage around.
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To Somnus, her words are inconsequential to the prophecy. To Aera, the prophecy itself has no meaning if a man of no dignity and no love for others sits the throne. If good men and women must perish so senselessly for the sake of it, what difference does it make from the daemon's blight that cares just as little for people? The thought is blasphemous, yet somehow Aera knows that to her it is the truth.
Much as Somnus dismissed her words, she ignores his.]
Leave my sight, Kinslayer. Never return. I know, now, that Somnus Lucis Caelum perished long ago, and I've no wish to see you parade his visage around.