“So, you decreed that no god or their children would ever find peace if they were to die?” Adrian asked after a very pregnant pause.
The information that Ezra had just revealed had been too much for him to be able to handle alone.
Ezra nodded his head, his ears ringing with the protests and the torment that the Fates had tried to bestow upon him for taking such a decision, but they could not reach him in Istarea. There was nothing they could do to him.
“And because of that I cannot stand the chance of something happening to Ophelia because I would never be able to forgive myself.” He muttered exasperatedly.
Adrian was confused for a moment, “so, can’t you undo whatever you did?” He asked, “you’re the king of Istarea after all, you control what happens after Death.”
“Not in this ba
