"Lord Vaerath has never graced me with his voice," the woman replied matter-of-factly as she poured water from the pitcher into the glass, refilling it. The ice cubes tinkled against each another, and it was a pleasant sound in the rather quiet room. "Sometimes he guides me through feelings or my intuition. It's my duty to follow, that is all." She extended the glass to Naiome and pressed it gently into her hand. "Drink my lady, I insist. You'll feel once better once you're hydrated."
Aolani moved to draw the blankets around the oracle, and gave her a warm smile. "All you need to worry about right now is resting, My Lady. It's my job to care for you while you're here. Leave everything to me, for I am your humble servant."
Aolani moved to draw the blankets around the oracle, and gave her a warm smile. "All you need to worry about right now is resting, My Lady. It's my job to care for you while you're here. Leave everything to me, for I am your humble servant."
