The priest finally stopped his travels and started to prepare the campfire for the night.
The small child was still sleeping in the basket peacefully. Without any worry on her face.
The priest admitted that he was surprised, as first; how was that child still alive, since the rest of her family was killed. Secondly, how peaceful she was around the dead bodies as if she didn't understand that they weren't going to move anymore, or maybe she did. The third was how she trusted him so much, as he could also be like the bandits, or even worse.
As that child was quite good looking, even when she had some scars and one of them was covering half of her face. But some nobles had questionable hobbies. They wouldn't mind it at all.
Then there were evil god's acolytes, that sometimes needed human sacrifices for their ceremonies. But all of this speculation didn't help the priest at all right now.
The priest watched the child face, where there was the scar covering her left eye to her cheek. It wasn't a massive scar, but you could see it easily. So the priest started to wonder what her life was like previously. As her parents or those who were with her in the carriage were nomads.
So how much did this child already know? Does she have any skills?
But when the priest thought that he quickly understood one major problem between him and the child.
They couldn't understand each other at all. As he didn't speak the language that the girls spoke, and the girl didn't speak his language.
So now he will teach the girl if there wasn't a mutual understanding between them at all?
"My child doesn't worry about it at all. Even in my slumber, I received your worries, and now I bestow my first divine gift to the child. But this means I have to slumber now more." Said a very faint voice, and then there was suddenly small light on the child's forehead.
"My goddess, you should just slumber peacefully as if you continue like this. You will use all of your divine power soon, and then you don't have any of it left. So how could you defend you if some other god or goddess attacks you? Or if you use it all and disappear from here?" The old priest immediately complained and asked from his goddess.
As he also knew that her goddess didn't have much life force left, not much time left.
And there were some gods or goddesses that attacked other gods and goddesses. As if they could kill them or injure them, they would get their divine power to themselves, and if they were lucky, they would get one role out from the god or goddess.
Like from Rodona, they could get the wisdom perk out or the death.
So the priest was, of course, thankful to his goddess for making his job easier, but at the same time, he was worried about the goddess.
As he was her only priest now, so his faith to Rodona was so strong, that only death can cut his faith out. Maybe not even that, as even when his whole family was killed because he believed and was the priest of Rodona. He didn't complain or blame her at all.
Of course, he was sad, but his family knew the danger, and still, they accepted them.
So he worried more about Rodona now than his own life, but when the small child came to the picture also. He started to worry about her also.
As he was going to raise her as his daughter now. Teach everything about Rodona to her.
Make her the best priestess ever. Rodona commanded him to do it and said that the child could change their faiths.
So the priest wanted to believe in that. Believe in the child and make sure that there would at least be one priestess left. As he also didn't have much of time left, but now he had someone that could learn all that he knew, someone who he could pass his legacy now.
The child just slept in the basket. Without any worry on her face and with so peacefully.
Without knowing that her life was going to change so dramatically soon. That everything she knew was just the tip on the iceberg still. That her fate and mission was so huge and that some demanded so much from her already. And that some depended on her so much now. But all of this was still in the future, as for now, she didn't have to know all of that and that there were people after the old priest and her life now. As for now, she could still be a child and live this night peacefully still, without any worries in her world.