Get Lost Within Three Seconds

"Is the Hall of Edicts where the descendants of the gods study?" Braydon Neal queried casually.

Zetsa Yeza affirmed with a nod. 

"Indeed. When the Great Divine Priest has free time, he often imparts his wisdom there. Upon learning of Matu Joko's demise, the brilliant minds of the Hall of Edicts grew restless, eyeing the coveted position of the divine son."

Braydon remained indifferent. 

"That holds no interest for me," he declared. 

The prospect of ascending to divine son status held no allure, nor did he wish to assume any roles within the Oracle Palace. 

While the Oracle Palace possessed the power to confine Braydon, his allegiance lay elsewhere. 

Crossing certain boundaries was out of the question; Braydon was acutely aware of what was and wasn't permissible.