[b]Surprisingly, River didn't seem to be quite as thrilled about Emera's plan as she thought he would be. He was all for a bit of trickery here & there to light a fire under his brother, but trifling with the will of the gods was no laughing matter. Emera could put herself in serious danger by trying to pull off a stunt like that.

"I'm not so sure about that," River sighed softly before standing & approaching Emera, "I'm not sure what your Gods are like, but mine certainly wouldn't take kindly to being used to justify a means, no matter how noble your cause. For your insolence, your Gods could render Sylvia barren, or worse, kill off one of our loved ones. I would ask you to reconsider, Emera."

Approaching the elf, River gently wrapped his arms around her & hugged her cheek to his chest. He hoped she didn't take his advice the wrong way, for he was simply worried that she would get herself in over her head, or make promises that were impossible to keep. Her heart was in the wrong place, but she couldn't just pretend that the gods said something they didn't.

"I suggest that we actually go to this temple for prayer," River suggested to Emera as he leaned back again, "If anything arises, Aranhil & Sylvia will be the first to know; does that sound good? I think the fact that you are making such a strong effort will light up Sylvia's efforts to seduce my brother into their marriage bed, & I will, of course, encourage my brother to be more bold."[/b]