"How is that possible? What will happen to her now?"
"Why Rabelais? What did she do to deserve this fate? I need to know so I do not repeat this in the future."
The other gods broke out into whispers while looking at Rabelais. They wanted to avoid ending up in her position in the future. They all wanted stable futures for themselves.
[Rabelais, if you have any complaints, then say now. After this point, you will no longer say anything about my decision.]
The law was crisp, and it left no room for misunderstanding. It was putting Rabelais at trial, and Rabelais had a calm look on her face.
"I do have a lot to say about my position. But first, I would like to challenge the position of your vessel. There is no way I am dying right here and now. If you will not let me live as myself, I will survive as your vessel."
Rabelais sounded confident. She wanted to go for the highest honour.
