"That was the Oracal sent down to the temple exactly 17 years ago. You look to be around that age, are you?" "Yes your highness, I will be 18 in 4 months." " I see, Lerape, do you still deny being the Holy Quitom?" "Yes, Your highness." He frowns. I am not the seed of god, it seems to be a coincidence, and even if I go along with this story nothing good will happen, they will likely find the real Quitom and I will be punished. And even if I was, which is impossible,a life at the temple is not what I want. I want a life of peace and quiet, maybe even to find a man to marry and have a child, a simple Rode Commoner, the perfect life for me. "That makes things more difficult for me, tsk tsk. I guess I'll just have to get the temple to person a test deduction ritual. If you are, your blood should be able to turn the water gold, if not, the water will turn red, the natural reaction for a Rode." "I do not wish to take part in this, even if I was the Holy Quitom I would rather live a life of peace in quiet, I do not wish to live in the temple." He stares at me awhile, before standing. He reaches out a hand to me to pulls me to stand. "I apologize my Lady, but if you really are the Holy Quitom, you've but no choice in the matter." I bite my lip. "Fine I'll take this ridiculous test, but just remember, when It says I am not the Quitom, I wish that no punishment be thrown my way and I am able to leave freely and in peace." He nods, "I understand and your wish shall be granted. Now get some rest, The ceremony shall be held tomorrow morning." With that he leaves.
