Nikys wasn’t here to bargain for something to which she had no native right, trading favors. The court of the sacred well wasn’t a marketplace. There was no way to put a value on what she sought. And no need, child. Nikys trembled, not sure whose thought that was. Lady. I do not sin against You, and no forgiveness is required. I am here to do today exactly what a daughter ought. I lay my actions as an offering at Your feet, because we should give to the gods the very best of what is in us. There is no offense to You in me. And she knew it to be true.
In previous installments, we've met the Bastard and the Son; here's the Daughter. Two more to go?
