Gate of Memoirs/The Doom of Love

Deep down, Aesys is beginning to suspect the worst for the fate of her husband.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "The Demon"	Music: "The Demon"
 	
*Once their enemies were dispatched, Hetepheres swung herself easily up the walls to inform the rest of their companions of Aesys.
*If they are to investigate the source of this unrest within the city, the gates would need wardens in their absence.
 	
*Drawing her hand up in ritual gesture, Aesys began an incantation.
*Aesys: O Sky, O Sun, show me the way. Guide me to my kin.
 	
*Rahotep could only watch as Aesys' body glowed with divine light, and a stream of magic began weaving itself into the atmosphere.
*Rahotep: Word-magic...just like Pers.
 	
*Aesys: Ah, your friend tending to the wounded?
 	
*Aesys: Word-magic is an ancient discipline that requires both talent and study.
*Aesys: The gods must have seen a glimmer of hope in these dark times.
 	
*Rahotep: Were you subject to the tyranny of the God-King?
 	
*Aesys: Yes. I hid for a good while before my visions grew too strong, too revelatory, to ignore.
*Aesys: And so I journeyed here in search of the truth.
 	
*Rahotep: The God-King's influence truly is wide and terrible indeed...
 	
*While Rahotep kept himself busy reinforcing the broken gates, Aesys focused her attention on her spell.
*Now that she was in the city proper, the threads of divinity left a stronger pulse through her mind.
*Among them was a unique strand—one she knew intimately that made her heart ache.
 	
*But something was terribly off about it.
*Where the Lord of Life's pulse had been gentle, almost solemn, this one seemed agitated, writhing like a mass of black serpents.
*Deep within her bosom blossomed a gnawing thought she refused to acknowledge, but her face remained stoic.
*Aesys: (Oh, beloved... Are you in pain?)
*Aesys: (Answer me...)
 	
**Kkkrrr...*
 	
*Aesys' eyes flew open at the sudden spike, her threads suddenly inundated with that same writhing.
 	
*Rahotep: Aesys! On your guard!
*Rahotep drew his blade as corpses dressed in tattered robes emerged from alleyways and gutters.
*Rahotep: So even the marginalized have come to seek their vengeance...
*Rahotep: And I thought we were safe within the city.
 	
*Aesys: (Those robes...the Priests of Silence!)
*Aesys: Are these the worshipers you mentioned?
 	
*Rahotep: It seems likely they were slaughtered in cold blood by the God-King's police and left to fester.
 	
*The cold shadow of despair creeps into Aesys' heart even as divine flame wreathes itself around her hands.
*Aesys: (So be it...)