“Perfect,Mysenta. I was just letting the memories settle.”
“What memories?”
“Of the things I’ve learned, heard, and forgotten. I remember them now.”
Personally, I’d struggle with that. I’m appreciative that my mind doesn’t recall all things, but for him?
Yeah, I bet this is perfection.
He steps to the side, and my mouth parts as I take in our friends. Each of them is standing a little straighter, fuller.
Well, I can’t tell if Havar is standing taller. He’s over there leaning on the edge, kicking his feet like an excited child as he stares, possibly talking to the Veilatara.
A small laugh bubbles in my chest as I move my attention over and trace the green glow surrounding Doren.
His eyes are still shut, but the huge smile on his face says everything.
Rose seems so much more relaxed herself. She always has a hard time filtering other people’s intense emotions, but she seems to be holding on pretty strong right now.
Lambrit continues to shift his focus from her to me. I know with his power I won’t see any signs of the changes until heputs it into action. So I give him a wink and motion for him to concentrate on Rose.
A touch of worry bleeds through me as I lock gazes with Iric. He’s taking measured, deep breaths, but the dip of his head tells me he’s okay.
Or at least will be once this initial boost settles down.
My head jerks as recognition flares through me when I reach Nero.
Shit.
Yemi had mentioned that he had a domain under the God of Consistency, which is a Domain God under the Goddess of Accord, but…there’s more.
“He doesn’t truly have a Domain God he falls under. His abilities come directly from the Goddess of Accord,” Amick says, and I tilt my head up to him.
“You knew that?”
He hums. “I assumed. He confirmed when I asked him to mediate my trial for me.”
Nero shakes his head at him like that isn’t how that conversation went at all.
“On my Coming-of-Age Day, my Deliverance read that I had a domain under the God of Consistency and there was no reason to question it. Until I realized I can detect deception.”
My mind buzzes and I nod.
“A lie can still be consistent, so it wouldn’t sense any deception, and deception, well, recognizes deception,” I say, then blink. “Holy shit. How did I know that?”
“Your power of Accord is growing stronger. You’re picking up on the knowledge and understanding of the power now,” Nero says, smirking. “You know, Thayla, I just recently got disowned and demoted, so I’ve got some extra time on my hands if you need some help with that power.”
Gods, that’d be great.
“Really? You’d do that?” I ask, then flinch. “Wait, what? When did you get disowned and demoted?”
Oh…oh no.
My gaze jerks to Yemi, who’s—oh wow, she’s noticeably stronger. A hue of gold sits around her fingers as her new boost in power finds its place. She already looks a thousand times more confident.
“How do you feel?” I ask quietly.
“Amazing. Less…unworthy.”
