ORION
exiled prince
The tension is palpable, so thick in the air it can be cut. Orion's ears only twitched as he heard the mighty wooden doors close, sealing all of the regimes in with the father of gods, and his heart suddenly slowed. It was a slow and easy beat, as he drew in breaths, felt himself simmer and relax despite how everything in the air seemed to crackle and zap like electricity. It seemed to all focus around the statue too, as it moved and spoke, mouths unmoving but voice heard in the clearing. Orion doubted anyone outside would hear, and he took in slow breaths as the first to react, did. A Day Court member, sharp tongue and righteousness. She seemed to step up to Tempus without fear, an admirable feat. Orion doubted that she would be hurt. The god had asked for this, after all. He was willing to listen.
"The Day Court Regent is right. We have not chosen these paths for ourselves. Every court has a history that runs deep with its respective deity, and we have all grown biased with our own. Stories told growing up and spoken by mouth through the lands. Though we should know better ourselves, there is nothing like the instilled fear of upsetting your deity to keep you in their line." His voice was soft, a mere rumble. The deities were not at fault entirely, it was also them, the mortals. The ones that so blindly followed. "We blindly follow them thinking they are right, but it is time to open our eyes, isn't it?" He trailed it slowly, before clearing his throat.
"We are here because you have summoned us, and it's likely due to the tensions we have all felt. The crackle of hostility that wordlessly seeps between all of us, even if we don't realize it." Orion turned his milky gaze for a moment, focusing on his own sovereign and regent, before gazing upon the other three courts as well. He held no accusation in his tone, and he hoped that there was no offense taken by his words. It was a delicate situation all around, he knew.
"You say the world is about to change. In what way?" Would Tempus himself finally get involved in what his children had created?
"The Day Court Regent is right. We have not chosen these paths for ourselves. Every court has a history that runs deep with its respective deity, and we have all grown biased with our own. Stories told growing up and spoken by mouth through the lands. Though we should know better ourselves, there is nothing like the instilled fear of upsetting your deity to keep you in their line." His voice was soft, a mere rumble. The deities were not at fault entirely, it was also them, the mortals. The ones that so blindly followed. "We blindly follow them thinking they are right, but it is time to open our eyes, isn't it?" He trailed it slowly, before clearing his throat.
"We are here because you have summoned us, and it's likely due to the tensions we have all felt. The crackle of hostility that wordlessly seeps between all of us, even if we don't realize it." Orion turned his milky gaze for a moment, focusing on his own sovereign and regent, before gazing upon the other three courts as well. He held no accusation in his tone, and he hoped that there was no offense taken by his words. It was a delicate situation all around, he knew.
"You say the world is about to change. In what way?" Would Tempus himself finally get involved in what his children had created?
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