A voice filled the white.
It was female, ancient, and carrying a warmth that existed at frequencies below human hearing and above divine patience, the specific resonance of a being who had watched civilizations rise and fall and had opinions about most of them and shared very few.
"What occurred in Frostborne was a violation of the divine covenant between the gods and the mortal realm."
Garrett's chin lifted. His jaw set. The posture of a soldier receiving a briefing from a superior officer, even when the superior officer was a deity and the briefing room was the afterlife.
"The gods have convened. In twelve thousand years, divine intervention has occurred only once before. The genocide of a protected kingdom, the deployment of the damned against innocents, the sealing of a city to ensure total annihilation. These acts exceed the boundaries of mortal conflict and enter the jurisdiction of divine law."
