"I am speaking Veretian," Laurent answers easily enough.
Yet he sits back, pouring over the puzzle in his head. If they understand all languages... something made them capable of it. Or someone. And if there is only one language they do not understand, then the someone who granted their current understanding doesn't want them to know that one language.
He doesn't have to stretch his mind to guess at who the someone(s) was. Or at why they might try to hide a native language.
"Has anyone asked the gods why we do not know this one language?" He leans forward again, turning to the front of the book to start slowly pouring through it.
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Yet he sits back, pouring over the puzzle in his head. If they understand all languages... something made them capable of it. Or someone. And if there is only one language they do not understand, then the someone who granted their current understanding doesn't want them to know that one language.
He doesn't have to stretch his mind to guess at who the someone(s) was. Or at why they might try to hide a native language.
"Has anyone asked the gods why we do not know this one language?" He leans forward again, turning to the front of the book to start slowly pouring through it.