"I don't know my love... I just don't like the way some of these things are playing out right now," he mumbled softly. He was ecstatic they had an Oracle and their god hasn't abandoned them, but at the same time... Where had she been? Who was the father? And where the gods' name was his sister? Not that he ever thought she'd care about any kid she had. No his sister was always after one thing. Power. She never cared about the price for it. He was just surprised he hadn't seen her yet with this child and her trying to take his throne by claiming the gods chose her because she carried the Oracle, not him.
He rubbed her back softly, the thoughts spinning in his head. It might even keep him up a night. When would she try to come and strike? He could feel the uprising already. His sister wouldn't stop unless... His eyes widened as a thought occured to him. One he hadn't thought of before...
"Maybe...my sister is dead..that would explain a lot."
He rubbed her back softly, the thoughts spinning in his head. It might even keep him up a night. When would she try to come and strike? He could feel the uprising already. His sister wouldn't stop unless... His eyes widened as a thought occured to him. One he hadn't thought of before...
"Maybe...my sister is dead..that would explain a lot."
