บท 320: Eos' clerics

"Rowan, explain yourself!"

Obed's green eyes were sharp despite his age. He was a no-nonsense sort of person whose orthodox ways were well known to the members of Eos' congregation. 

The anti mage stood up and faced the eyes of judgement that were pinned to him. Despite having angered the priests that served his goddess, Rowan's heartbeat was steady and he felt free of guilt. If it was a sin to love Syryn then Rowan was willing to die a sinner.

"This is Lucien. If I had a son, I would love him as much as I love this child. He is Syryn's, and he is also mine." Rowan exchanged a short glance with Red and what he saw surprised him. The redhead's eyes were uncharacteristically wide. The child's breath seemed to have gotten caught in his lungs. 

"So you're saying that he's adopted," a priestess said in relief.