She looked at Xyron, anger flashing in her eyes. "I am going to break every rule the Heaven Realm has made. I will say the name, and once I find out the name of the Deity of Fire, I will say it again and again in front of those pathetic deities. I will even make sure to write the tales about both of them so that all three realms will know about their sacrifice—and how pathetic those deities are."
Xyron could only hum, as he didn't fancy those rules either but had to follow them anyway.
She looked at Drayce. "Your father's name is Drayvor. Always remember it."
Drayce repeated the name as he nodded. "Drayvor."
He realized that his name was similar to his father's, which meant Evanthe never blamed his father for anything and loved him enough to name their child similarly to his father.
