The Gods and The War

Rune trampled through his palace that had been expanded to accommodate for the addition of his family. The Spire Kingdom had fallen. He, however, was fortunate enough to house both the largest army and that of the greatest strength with superior resources in all of Andeloria which had provided him and his land with safety. His strength prevailed when his own people tried to turn against him. In the end those that refused were sent to the mines or tossed behind the wall. The spires continued to rule in Rhyrid, with Rune at the helm finding his brothers unsuitable to manage and the former grand queen, though forever honoured in Rune's opinion, had been too obsessed in recent time with the babe that had been given her, the body that they had lost long ago. Few knew the truth of Rune Spire, and he intended to keep it that way having hidden the babe deep in secret passages of the palace. But with the Queen focused on this child she lost... no she didn't lose it after all Rune still held the spirit they had been given in those first moments of life. But how could one deny that this child was not their body? Too many questions had filled the land and the time that was coming at the end of the wars.

Rune continued through their palace along dark corridors long claws scraping along the walls till they reached a chamber on which were two grand metal statues. One was a golden statue in the shape and personification of the sun, but the other, that was the one Rune now stared at as bile dripped from their fangs.
"Is this what you wanted my goddess? Did you want me to embrace this form you cursed me with? You know what the people in this land would do should they ever think I am not a Spire. What is your game my goddess? Why have I not appeased you? Tell me how can I gain your favor!" The creature stood inches from the face of the moon as though it would talk as though it would answer them. They felt the growing frustrations every day of their many secrets they had spent all their life to uphold and protect because that was their father's wish. But maybe in a way Khaalida was both their mother and father. After all it was them they owed their second chance at life to, and it was because of this Rune realized the power of the gods.

They turned from the image of the moon and stared at the sun.
"And what of you? You remain so silent to me any more. You allow me continuing life in a land that suffers your heat. You give us life in a place that should house none. What do you think of this form, of this man?" Rune had stripped from their typical silver armor they wore, they wore to keep others from knowing, from seeing.
"You knew all along what I was, what your sister is like and what I owe her yet you allow me to continue onward. You knew what I would do and yet you do not stop me and you do not speak to me."

Rune turned from both idols and picked up a one of the fallen pieces of armor inspecting it in their hands before tossing it at a candelabra at the side of this shrine. "How am I to honor you both! I have survived many a year because I owe you both a debt that I cannot repay. Tell me how do I honour you both and what it is you want? Our kingdom is in a state of rebuilding due to the war and would you have me build it stronger to start new wars to appease an insatiable appetite, one I feel growing in myself as time progresses onward? Do I build it up for new life to come here and thrive? My god and goddess why do you torture me when I try nothing but to honour you both as best as I can. Please guide my hand, guide my fist, my claws, my teeth, my strength."
Rune knelt know before both idols in the middle of their shrine. There he would wait till he heard from them saw a sign from them, or would have to leave to attend to the affairs of trying to settle in those who had followed the former glory of the spires to this hell.

Curse! The so called king ranted and raved about the body she CURSED them with… The Goddess watched in amusement as the being went on and on about gaining her favor; and when he felt frustrated he turned to her twin… She’d given them life and they repaid her by feeling as if she’d cursed them. Perhaps that was the problem… the Gods were not good for blessings anymore… only curses.
Caphis heard the King’s rant too... silent. Yes. All the Gods were silent. The King stripped from their armor. Stop them? How were the Gods to stop them? Had they asked for his guidance in the war? Visited his temple?
No… the only trip Rune took to the temples was to ask for a Priestess to marry them.
Where was his mother? Khaalida dearly wanted to see the woman… but for now this is what she received, a man-child only concerned with themselves.
He knelt… waiting for a sign… the idols remains still for a long time, just before Rune would have to go Caphis could no longer take making anyone think they were alone… the sun shone bright on his idol, a ray through the wall…
The idol for Khaalida knocked over in that same instant… she was angry with Caphis for giving them what they wanted when they gave so little in return.

They were still there.. not so silent... but not willing to make the first move either.