Noctisardor Bypass [m] sola fide

for a moment her eyes held a girlish vulnerability, wondering if she had misstepped in planning their baptism so soon. "well, no," she murmured with a drop of her eyes, almost submissive save for the flash of emotion in them. "i just thought it was the thing to do."
now andras asked after her, and heda — "not really. not truly. i lived on an island with a holy man once, bartholomew. but i was never baptized by him. then later, after i married and our children came, i just knew god was there every time i went into the sea."
a hope dawned on the delicate pale face, a hope too delicate for heda to word aloud.