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Keeping Promises (Canaan) - Achilles - November 26, 2017
I will seek out the Rosa upon their return, I will learn their fates and come for you here
His words, his promise, it echoed in his mind while he strode through the Valley with a determined purpose. He swore to his beloved that he would learn the fate of their three sons that had followed the Rosa into war, that risked their lives for the grace of the Rosa and their righteous crusade against the Red Dragon and it's evils. He would have spoken to Foetida but he knew in his heart that she'd have been gentle with him, maybe even made up something to pardon his fears. She favored him so much it would not have been the truth he sought.
There was Gigantea but he had issues going to the White Goddess he'd watched grow from puppyhood to adulthood. He'd went to the Rosa, a child at the time, to gain her blessing for the love he shared with Sphinx and the union they both sought. That had been far more difficult than anything he'd ever done, throwing yourself at the mercy of a child to understand your feelings and sanction them. He'd been granted his wish though and for that he'd be forever grateful but he couldn't stomach asking her another favor, even if it was only for information. He also knew the majority of White followers embellished the truth to fit their needs, he was no fool.
That left only one option.
He'd met Her a few times, in passing or important events that required the Rosa and their Seour but never had he sought for an audience. Red was the glue that kept White and Yellow from tearing apart. She was truth and honesty in as much as Foetida was ferocity and power. He'd have to trust Chinensis, it would be easier than with Gigantea but it would never be like with his Foetida. He prayed to her, that this Rose would grant him the mercy of honest truth, no matter what that meant.
"I am here to request a word with Chinensis, if she would have the time to spare for me." There were guards, apparently the Red Rose had taken a hit, the details were not clear but Achilles knew that could mean as little as a scratch she didn't want the people to see or as big as a terrible scar from some sick heathen. He sat down, obviously not going anywhere until the message was delivered by whoever this protector was. "I can wait until her convenience." He whispered a quiet prayer, for Chinensis and then his mate.