"Guards! Take this disgraced goddess away and lock her up in the darkest underwater dungeon!" Thalassa yelled, her deep blue hair floating wildly around her face like pissed-off sea snakes.
Zaine turned to her with absolute, fiery fury burning in his eyes, taking a terrifying step forward. "She is not a common criminal that you should lock her up in your nasty underwater dungeon, Thalassa! Watch your mouth before I shut it for you permanently!"
Solas raised his hand, his voice deep and heavy like an exploding thunderbolt. "Thalassa, she is still one of us. Your pearl palace has plenty of luxury rooms. Put her in one that is comfortable and fit for living. She will stay there under lock and key until she has birthed the child."
Thalassa grunted, clearly super upset that she didn't get to throw Orisyl into a dark cage, but she couldn't disobey Solas. She glared at her armored guards. "Fine! Take her to one of the guest rooms in the East Wing!"
