She hissed. “Your father has also admitted his wrongs against me; did you not hear of that? I was surprised that your sisters did not focus more on these things instead of everything else they spat towards you.” She sighed. If only Dĩas was sincere. She hoped that he was. With losing Staphãyn, would it be naive of her to want to save her father? “Do you believe him?” She prayed he would say yes. “I believe I must hear them out. Dĩas is of my own blood. I would like nothing else but to save him from his own destruction. Regardless, as I said, by the old laws, I must hear them out. We all must hear them out. How am I to preserve and resurrect the old ways if I start breaking the laws myself? As High Priestess, you must do the same.” He made a sour face concerning her gowns. “None of these will do, as I feel they are beneath you.
