friends die. I’d rather none of this happen.”
Before Fenrys could snarl his answer,
Yrene cut in. “So when the Lock is forged and
the Wyrdgate is sealed, the gods will be
gone?”
“Good riddance,” Fenrys muttered.
But Yrene stiffened at the casual dismissal,
and put a hand over her heart. “I love Silba.
Dearly. When she is gone from this world,
will my powers cease to exist?” She gestured
to the gathered group.
“Doubtful,” Dorian said. “That cost, at
least, was never demanded.”
“What of the other gods in this world?”
Nesryn asked, frowning. “The thirty-six of the
khaganate. Are they not gods as well? Will
they be sent away, or just these twelve?”
“Perhaps our gods are of a different sort,”
Princess Hasar mused.
“Can they not help us, then?” Yrene asked,
lily
(lily)
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