It took a while for Isis to collect herself. Although Seth's words hurt, it was as he always said; they both knew the answer. It was a question she should never have asked out loud, so maybe she could keep the illusion intact that he would choose their journey over the legacy. That wouldn't have mattered if it wasn't because of who Seth was. Even now she felt the cold breeze assaulting her arms, the distant sound of finally having gotten quieter after so long, whoever was trapped beneath the rubble no longer able to cry and scream.
Did it make a difference seeing what she already knew? Could she honestly say that the person she had met in Tyrak's manor was not the same one who toppled the titan? It was a question without an answer and one that she didn't need to. There was only one question that required it.
