I don't think they're gods at all. It doesn't take divinity to abduct people from other locations, it just takes power and resources. I think if they had more control they would have chosen people who were more inclined to assist them. Or perhaps they have some agenda I am unfamiliar with.
[Kelson clearly would have done it differently, if honor wasn't a problem, and he wasn't naive enough to believe everything had an honorable solution. Life didn't work that way, and it certainly didn't work that way for kings. There came times when the safety of your people and your crown came before honor and all it's demands. He hated it.]
It is. Whenever possible.
[Honor had changed his life too. In an action that almost mirrored Jeyne's, Kelson's twitched fingers twitched, twisting the small woman's wedding ring that fit snugly around a pinky, long since washed away from the blood that he couldn't help but still see staining it. Since arriving in Hadriel he'd found similarities he wished he hadn't between their two worlds, commonalities, similar events. Perhaps there wasn't a hell and the priests were wrong. Perhaps they all made their own, the world was suffering enough, and there was no worry of demons in the afterlife.]
And I became a widower.
It's not easy is it?
[They were both much to young for the amount of bloodshed they'd seen or been responsible for. He wouldn't ask if she had found the strength to move on. He hadn't not for a while. Not until he'd brought everyone responsible to justice. And even then, when he had, it had turned out just as poorly. Maybe it was the nature of kings and queens that they did not get to marry for love or even affection, maybe it was simply too much to hope for.]
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[Kelson clearly would have done it differently, if honor wasn't a problem, and he wasn't naive enough to believe everything had an honorable solution. Life didn't work that way, and it certainly didn't work that way for kings. There came times when the safety of your people and your crown came before honor and all it's demands. He hated it.]
It is. Whenever possible.
[Honor had changed his life too. In an action that almost mirrored Jeyne's, Kelson's twitched fingers twitched, twisting the small woman's wedding ring that fit snugly around a pinky, long since washed away from the blood that he couldn't help but still see staining it. Since arriving in Hadriel he'd found similarities he wished he hadn't between their two worlds, commonalities, similar events. Perhaps there wasn't a hell and the priests were wrong. Perhaps they all made their own, the world was suffering enough, and there was no worry of demons in the afterlife.]
And I became a widower.
It's not easy is it?
[They were both much to young for the amount of bloodshed they'd seen or been responsible for. He wouldn't ask if she had found the strength to move on. He hadn't not for a while. Not until he'd brought everyone responsible to justice. And even then, when he had, it had turned out just as poorly. Maybe it was the nature of kings and queens that they did not get to marry for love or even affection, maybe it was simply too much to hope for.]