Guardian's voice stirred within his consciousness.
『You have glimpsed their fate. The original path led to their demise in an imminent attack. However, your decision to answer Queen Seraphyne's prayer and involve yourself in their future has altered their destiny. The visions of their adulthood reflect the new trajectory you have set.』
'So… a god's involvement can do that much to a mortal?'
『Why do you think in times of great peril, mortals tend to pray? Because they know only the divine possess the means to save them from a fate beyond them.』
Lunareio's hooded gaze flickered, a faint frown tugging at his lips as he processed what he had just heard. The twins, oblivious to his moment of disorientation, continued to beam at him, their tails still wagging.
Sylvara tugged at Lysira's sleeve, whispering loudly, "He likes our names! Think he'll stay, Lysi?"
Lysira nodded vigorously, her sketchbook nearly slipping from her grasp. "Aye, he's gotta! He's a god, Syl!"
