Lathander was a little confused. "Didn't she say all that herself?
Could she not know who she had said what to?"
"Selûne isn't you. Her moonlight can be borrowed," Shar said expressionlessly. "Back then, Toril's Primordials prayed to her for that Divine Artifact that could be shared.
Just like the Mist Divine Artifact Leira took away back then."
Lathander was utterly unable to comprehend it. His beautiful eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "Wait... Leira was just finished... Selûne!
You dared lend your Divine Artifact to the Drow?
Are you insane?"
Selûne said somewhat blankly, "But Eilistraee was in her dormant period, so I... wanted to help her... so that when Eilistraee woke up, there wouldn't be any Drow left who believed in her."
Her concerns were not entirely unfounded.
Even Drow who leaned toward the light were standard egoists.
When faith received no response, they would naturally abandon it.
After all, the Drow could still worship other Gods of the Elven Pantheon... It was simply that Eilistraee was the most enthusiastic one they could reach, and the most willing to lend them a hand.
Obviously, once Eilistraee could no longer answer the Drow's prayers, most Drow would probably prefer to follow that Sword Singer God instead.
That referred to the so-called good Drow who wished to return to the surface.
Vhaeraun's followers were even simpler... Because Vhaeraun and Eilistraee had unexpectedly entered dormancy together and cooperated with each other, Vhaeraun's unlucky son Selvetarm had survived this time instead of becoming that black spider because of Rose's temptation.
As the Drow God of warriors, what he liked and admired most was his aunt Eilistraee. He had always held his own father in contempt.
Therefore, he certainly would not reject the male Drow who came to him.
Selûne's worries truly