Like a kid who has been grounded by her mother and believes that she was in the right and shouldn't have been punished.
You know, part of me wonders of Arthryd has really thought things through, locking the three of them together like that.
"So, we all agree that what we did was justified and mom just totally overreacted, right?"
"Yeah!"
"Change it to great-great-great-grandmother, and it's true."
"She wouldn't even be a goddess if it weren't for my work! I work hard on creating satisfying narratives decade after decade, but as soon as one of them hurts her precious ideals, suddenly it's a grave sin.
If I knew this would've happened, I would've gone with the moral that the key to Arth and Vryn's greatness was careful grain management..."
"And how comes she gets to claim that we are all born equal, and then has to physically change my body to match the rest of the People's in order to recieve her blessing? Sure sounds like some birthrights make people more fit than others."
"Right right, and we know that hereditary systems work! The Maradysh have been using it for, like, ever, and funnily enough things have mainly gone wrong when someone
not using one was ruling our people from afar."
"... Sorry about the mass murdering of your people, by the way."
"Eh, it's all water under the bridge by now and I say we managed to make good use of the situation in the end. Besides, I grew up hearing stories about how you had to take over from the incompetent priests, you had to learn a lot about ruling in a way too short time. I spent my entire life preparing for the throne and I still occasionally feel like it wasn't enough, it's a wonder nothing else screwed up."
"Good to see the stories I wrote are still being passed on~"
"Wyrn, you always know exactly who is telling your stories and where. That was slightly creepy to learn."
"A girl likes to be told anyways, silly."
"Right, I forgot for a few blissfull seconds. You're a weirdo."
"Speaking of girl things. Bronwyn, I have to ask: You could've had literally everyone in both peoples wrapped around your finger, and yet you choose to go with
him? What exactly where you thinking?"
"What? He was nice..."
"Details, Cadlon, details! I need to know the specifics if I am going to inspire an epic like it in the future"
"Well, for one thing he-"
This is definitely an accurate description of how two sibling-goddesses and two Cadlon speak to each other.