"My lady you need to be strong in this times" Xachariel said to a broken version of me.
"How can I be strong, it's about my son". I said as I gripped his robe in misery.
We both continued the journey at this point we were both worn out.
"I desire to drink from the waters". I said as I flew a little bit higher off to the clouds. I sat on one of them and then manifested a goblet to be able to drink from it.
Xachariel joined me as he cuddled me from behind. He stroke my hair twice and gave me a kiss.
"Father always taught us no trial last forever". He whispered to me.
I looked at him admiringly and same time unbothered.
"But this is different Xachariel, we are scoundrels before him."
"I hope by the time we arrive, Osiris is still alive."
"I have a feeling he will be well". He repl
