Building a Legacy
Pythia took a deep breath and tried to suppress her anger. She needed Shekansha's cooperation for the matter with the banshee. If the brat refused, she would have to look for someone else. If trouble arose later, things would be difficult to fix.
She did not think she was wrong about the banshee's destiny. Therefore, she could only ignore the disrespectful tone.
"Shekansha, I need you to go to Farallon City." Pythia approached the matter directly.
The beautiful woman looked at her mother with a smile before sitting like a boneless and slothful creature on a colourful chaise lounge.
"I thought I was forbidden from venturing out of the temple until I learned how to be a proper oracle." She drawled out lazily.
Pythia looked at her youngest daughter with anger mixed with disappointment. This attitude was the reason she had been banned from leaving.
Still, she was the best choice for the mission. At two hundred years, she was the youngest of her children.