It was only then Weylyn noticed the strange glow in the eyes of the acolyte priestess, the glow that revealed she was divining.
Weylyn's grip loosened as she realized the acolyte priestess also had no choice in her actions,
Weylyn pulled her hand away, dropping it down into the water.
It was not the acolyte priestess speaking to her, rather she was only but a vessel to convey the words of a greater power and Weylyn was slightly astonished since she had not heard of an acolyte priestess capable of divination.
But Weylyn guessed she did not know much of priestesses, her path had not crossed with Oracle frequently and the only oracle she knew had been Ronan's assigned oracle.
Weylyn sighed quietly as she pondered over the words the acolyte priestess had just said before.
That there was nothing she could have done to save Ronan,
