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"Lady Provice," Wesley says curtly. Jane bows her head.
"Lord Aurion."
A silence falls between them. Wesley's gaze trails across the room, eventually landing on the young woman who now bears his last name. Jane glances at his new wife.
"How are you today, Lord Aurion?" she asks politely, though it's hard to hide a smirk. Wesley looks back to her and coughs into his hand, but Jane can see him smile.
"I am well, milady," he answers. "And yourself?"
"Quite well, thank you for asking."
They're quiet for another moment; then Wesley steps in closer and whispers, "Have you heard the rumors the church is spreading?"
A ripple of fear runs through Jane. She can't meet his eyes. "What rumors?"
Wesley bites his lip. "The story was, after Mithos and Kratos and them disappeared, that they were killed, do you remember that?"
"Yes…"
"Well, now…" Wesley casts a furtive glance over his shoulder, and leans in so that he's speaking in her ear. "Now people are saying something different. I overheard some of those girls talking, you know, the ones who've dedicated their lives, souls and bodies to the church or whatever? I heard them talking about Mithos like he was some sort of god."
"What?" Jane jerks back suddenly, staring at Wesley with wide eyes. "Where'd that get that from?"
Wesley shrugs. "I haven't a clue. One of them was saying something about how Mithos the Great Hero, or whatever, sacrificed himself to end the war, blah, blah, blah… we all know the Church is full of shit, if you'll pardon my language, I know I shouldn't curse in front of a lady, but these people seem to actually believe this."