Letter to Versi (#17)
(Written in the colossus while waiting for Moxena to return.)
Oh Versi,
Considering they are all going to be delivered together, these past three letters are going to make me sound so dramatic. From such uncertainty, to fear of death, to… well, success! Of sorts.
Things are certainly better. Or, at least we aren’t dead, have found Nyx, and Moxena has promised not to hurt innocent people. (Her definition of innocence could be called into question, but I digress…)
Though, things are perhaps a little murkier than they first appeared: Moxena told us the Neurdagons were part of the Minotaur slave trade.
I don’t want to believe it.
It makes no sense! Adonis saved so many people from the fate his ancestors are now peddling... and Sulla seemed like such a nice man. He seemed to really like Braz! Was it all an act?
There is one other thing that is making me uneasy too: when we reached Moxena she surrendered and gave us an Oath of Service in exchange for her life. That is a good thing, right? We didn’t kill her... yet I find myself upset by the whole situation.
I don’t like it. Perhaps it was necessary, but even so… I just cannot reconcile my own time trapped under such an oath with so freely forcing one upon someone else now.
Maybe it only bothers me... Afterall, Bullbug swore an oath to us of his own volition and Moxena seems unphased by hers. Even Aesop, all those years ago, swore his own oath to Adonis out of love for him…
But it just scares me so much. No one should have that much power over another... should they?
I’m sorry, my love. This was meant to be a nice letter! To soothe any fears you had after reading the last two... but I have done a poor job of that. I think I’m just tired... I am sure the world will feel kinder tomorrow; after all, I’m one day closer to seeing you again.
Counting the days,
Calliope