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Gadez raised his right hand to his face and laughed softly. The Aurelian prince was providing him with such ample opportunities to offer retorts. The warrior-monk's opinion of the younger man had begun to take shape. But there were still no certainty if somewhere down the line, they would come to blows. King Auric had to die, and his kingdom brought to ruin. Not only for the sake of all those who would yet be born into the world, but for all those whose dreams and futures he had destroyed. A king would ultimately be held responsible, as any leader would. Like no doubt Flynn and Amaya would also be. 

[color=fff200][b]"You question my motives, my loyalty and my way with words? Yet have you ever questioned the motives of the Aurelian tyrant and the clergy of the sun goddess? Have you ever pondered on the possibility that you've been duped and spoonfed lies since birth. That the wretched excuse of a king has, and is still using you as an expendable puppet to serve a purpose he devised a long time ago..."[/b][/color] Gadez said in a manner of fact tone, his hand trailing down his jawline. Then again. He too had been given a purpose, but it had not been by the same person. 

That specter serene who had made his aspirations waver, if but for a brief time. A priestess cursed to live a cheated life. Her time robbed from her. Life was truly not fair, only death is fair. It comes for all, regardless which shape it takes. How long had he'd been dead? A man without a past to return to and no future to exist in. A specter. Just like her. For a moment his gaze wandered away from Flynn to look at the wall, he imagined her standing there. Looking at him with those grey yet gentle eyes, clad in her pure white long robe and dark long hair. 

[color=fff200][i]'I'll keep the promise I made to you... and the promise I made to myself.'[/i][/color] He thought as his eyes settled back on Flynn.


[color=fff200][b]"What of your own loyalty? Where does it ultimately lie? With Princess Maize? With the Aurelian king? Aurelia? Yourself? Or does it lie with Dawnhaven. I have already told you were my loyalty lies, because this is the only place in the world, where you can see both sides of the same coin. We live now upon the edge. I intend for the coin to remain in this state until it begins to change its form. Til the other two sides no longer exist. When all becomes one."[/b][/color] He motioned with his left hand in a manner as if he was playing with an orb in the air.

[color=fff200][b]"A man which sprout words of a common tongue tends to fall upon deaf ears, like the familiar sound of a bird chirping in the distance. You hear it. But you do not linger upon it, for you've heard it so many times, you know the tune it sings in the background. Yet a song sung in a concealed manner will catch your intrigue, for people crave to know that which seems to elude them. Immortality. Love beyond what is considered appropriate or expected. Alchemical secrets for a cure for all ills. Proof of the existance of the divine. The knowledge and power to revive the dead. The strength to ward off ones child against all harm. It all comes back to how a song is phrased and sung. You being here in this very moment, bringing it up shows that indeed it has nestled itself into your mind."[/b][/color] The blonde man smiled softly, walking over and softly jabbing the stone wall with his hand. 

[color=fff200][b]"You ask for proof which may never truly be given in a physical sense. Yet you lunged at the seeming chance to save this world, believing in a prophecy well-wrapped by the clergy, believing in the Aurelian king's words. Where is your proof? Well, dear little brother. You find the proof in your own core, what you believe in... that is why despite your hesitation, your verbal denial and your clear disdain for my existance... nontheless have come asking for clarity. You merely asking me is showing me enough. That you do believe it to be true. No matter how much you would want it to be otherwise."[/b][/color] Gadez placed his left hand by his waist, a smirk on his lips. There were many things he could tell the younger man, but there were a time and place for everything. No one like a book that spoils the ending in the first chapter. But in the book of Dawnhaven, who will ultimately be the villain that must be stopped? The blonde's thoughts fell on the precious stone. It didn't matter, as long as he would draw breath he would make sure to change this world. No matter what role he would end up having.

[color=fff200][b]"In a way of looking at it, I am what you could have been. Much you are what I could have been. I left the stream, making my own, abandoning the path ordained to me by royal and divine decree, you however sailed along with it. And now we find ourselves at the lake where all rivers meet and we realize that it doesn't matter if one has or has not sprung from the same tree. What matters is what we choose to do with it. Our actions form who we truly become."[/b][/color] He began to softly laugh, giving a slight twirl and spreading his arms in a way that only a circus performer could.

[color=fff200][b]"As I told you before. The cure for the blight is acceptance, like one has to accept that death is a natural thing for all things that exist. However this fact does not sit well with the divine, or those which view themselves as such. Have you ever wondered what caused the skies to turn dark? What created the blight? It is both likely made by us mortals and the divine. A betrayal was made, a follower wanted to be in charge. A goddess fell. Her soul went one way, seeking a new temporary vessel. Her physical form was partly absorbed by this betrayer, a mortal claiming a part of what was not meant for it as their own in pursuit of lasting forever. Someone whose grown weary of the world and desire to change it in their image."[/b][/color] He chuckled and walked as close as he could, to the bars separating him and Flynn.

[color=fff200][b]"Aurelia and Lunaris. As long as we can remember, as old as a scroll may last, has always been regarded as opposites. Much like the two goddesses. They were most surely one whole at one point, held together by what I like to call a glue. Nothing is ever created as a half. This glue was at one point discarded and left in our world, and cause the whole to become two. This glue however must have felt Aelios fall, and acted upon it. Seizing what remained of her lingering divine power... to create... the blight. So in a way of looking at it, she is now most likely split between three beings. Her soul bearer. The betrayer. And The glue.

You know where it all began don't you? Under the earth of Aurelia. In an old forgotten temple beneath the capitol. Surely you must have felt it, like a heart beating in the dark, beckoning you towards it. Beyond a door that was never meant for mortal hands to open. Yet it did. But if belief is not enough for you, then by all means pursue a physical proof. If simply looking at the sky itself isn't enough."[/b][/color] The blonde offered a bowing motion, his ghostly eyes settling on Flynn's eyes again.