Jirni let the god of death rant while she checked on Manohar's position. She already had two gods dancing on the palm of her hand and Jirni was eager to discover if she could get a third.
***
Lith's house, Village of Lutia, a few hours later.
"We are about to have some tea, dear. Would you mind joining us?" Elina asked after knocking on Lith's door.
"Thanks, Mom. We'll be there in a minute." Tista replied while hugging her mother.
No matter how angry they got at each other, it wouldn't last long. Elina loved her children too much to hold a grudge for more than a few minutes.
"I'm sorry for earlier." Elina said while returning the embrace. "Between Orpal's death, your brother almost dying again, and hearing how much you suffered, I wasn't thinking clearly. Gods, why did all of this have to happen at the same time?"
