The meeting with Solaris wasn't hard to organise. Not with Griselda's specialty.
Controlling a puppet, she navigated it through a route that only Lumiria knew about as the Gods had their own way of communicating.
Naturally, this was known by the Apostles as well as they are essentially the God's arms and legs.
Response came quickly with a location and time.
There was no additional pleasantries in the response. Just straight to the business.
". . ." Griselda stared at the response for a long time.
-Look at the slothful God. He's getting desperate. He used to be so full of theatrics that everything he sent would be decorative and would beat around the bush. But now… Straight to the point. Lumiria has essentially dropped him a lifeline that he can't help but grab.-
Griselda creased her brows.
Her thoughts diverging more than usual.
It's been happening as of late… Another voice inside her head. Her own thoughts perhaps.
But something about this felt… different.
