He didn't expect an answer, but low rolling laughter sounded in his head, and a woman's voice -- no, more than woman, female with the depth of the oceans and the expanse of the sky -- spoke: Silly boy...you think your God has any power beyond His own jurisdiction? You've entered Our domain -- and We decide when Our daughter will join Us, not Vulcanus with His little light show! There was disdain in the voice.
Lares felt his heart skip a beat, paralysed in terror. Please, Great Ladies, have mercy!
A snort of laughter boomed like thunder in his head. He trembled, but then a kinder -- but no less powerful -- voice broke into the conversation: Fear not, little one. My appointment with Anala is not soon.
He heard no more, though he got the sense of Goddesses bickering in the aether.
Lares'
