Larksong Grotto doctor sleep

He knew his desire for Vuk was sinful in the eyes of the Lord, but his emotional attachment to her -- the love that burned in his heart: it was something he could and would not deny. This feeling, love, was surely the creation of Raas. A thing to be shared. The Seer was wrong, she had to be. Why else would the Daystar bring Vuk and her child to his doorstep if she were not made for him?

He could hear the bitter quality in her voice and he felt frustration flare in his breast. Not with her, but with God -- with the Seer. "My faith does not change the way I feel about you Vuk," returning her gaze. Reaching out just barely to brush his muzzle against hers."The Seer has departed, her laws have no hold." 

Kesheph had taken her leave to spread the word just as she had to Reek months ago, leaving the church solely in the Cardinal's hands. He, being the head of the faith, was to interpret the will of God how he pleased. There was a temptation to twist the will of the Lord to fit his own desires -- to build his church the way he wanted. Surely, as long as Raas was adored, would he not accept the Cardinal's bastardized version of the faith?