The sea rears up, a wave dyed crimson with an assortment of skeletal forms suspended in it. A panther, a woman in a dress, a snake, a bat- they all watch through the watery window as Cheth’s twins explain what they know.
Cheth: I have heard word of a sacred relic, hidden somewhere out there on the Candlelight Sea… An object with the power to bring life back to seaghosts.
The female twin reclines on the wave, resting her chin on her hands, while the man gestures airily, as though painting the picture of Phaedra’s last hope. The princess leans away from it all, the might of the ocean hovering over her head as behind her, the sun finally starts to rise.
Cheth: If you manage to find it, I’m sure you and your comrades will live again! There’s only one small pr-
Phaedra has heard all she needs to know. She reaches forward, fists her hands in Cheth’s vest, and pulls him down to meet her, nose to nose. Her eyes are blown wide with desperation.
Phaedra: Where is it? What is it? Tell me right now!
Cheth: No idea.
Phaedra’s eye twitches and the god spreads his hands in a lazy shrug.
Cheth: But at least that tells you it’s not in the sea, otherwise I’d know everything about it.
The faces in the wave smirk at her and the god grins, raising one finger with another point.
Cheth: But there’s one thing I do know! You just might not want to hear it <3
