'Will they be able to not be biases? Are they able to have no sway when it comes to their city, their families, or the people they know?' She wondered and looked at her moon again. There was nothing more she could do now. She had to choose 1 right now.
'But… who?'
"What is-" the newcomer's eyes widened, "The… The Moon Goddess?!"
The men stood up and Clete smacked his forehead. Of all the people to find out about his Goddess, it had to be the boy that was in love with one of his sisters. The blabber mouth was most likely going to tell everyone else. The boy took off.
'Yup. Knew it.'
"My Goddess, may I speak?" Torrence asked still kneeling on the ground.
"Yes, Sir Torrence," She smiled and watched him stand.
"Many still do not believe and despise you, my Goddess. You are not safe here."
"I fear that as well," she worried her lips and she looked at her moon, then back to the men, "I will go then."
"Where will you go?" Eddrick grabbed her hands, "Take me with you."