The clerics at the temple of Eos tried to keep it within their circle but the news began to spread like wildfire. Rowan had entered Syryn's name as a candidate in the choosing ceremony. It was the most absurd piece of news they'd heard in years.
"Have they gone mad?!" A concerned nobleman said to his wife around the dinner table.
"The goddess Eos will be most displeased," their daughter of marriageable age declared as she took a sip of hot lemon water. Her friend had told her it would clear up the acne on her face. Her younger brother was equally endowed with the dreaded skin blemishes and he also began to drink hot lemon water with his sister.
