In the High God Council, the greater deities all turned their eyes to Shar. They were almost certain she would vote in favor. Setting aside whether Aaron Salian should be banished, she would undoubtedly try to halt the Chaos Expedition. After all, Shar would do anything that weakened Selûne's influence.
This time, however, things were different. Contrary to her usual behavior, Shar remained silent in contemplation. Shrouded in shadows, the Enchanting Witch was not as dazzling as Lady Firehair beside her, and not one of the deities present entertained the idea of boldly pursuing her. If Sune was an amorous, benevolent, and mercurial goddess adored by all, then Shar was a venomous beauty hidden in the shadows.
"Hey!" Talos, the Lord of Storms, lost patience and barked, "Is making a decision really that difficult? Night, you shouldn't need to think at all!"
"Or did your sister's warhammer knock your judgment out of you after that defeat?" Something suddenly occurred to Talos, and the Lord of Storms snickered. "Did she smash your brains in?"
The Lord of Storms wanted to keep mocking the most ancient goddess, but Tempus, the War Lord, patted his shoulder to signal that this was no time for jokes. The powerfully built Tempus narrowed his eyes at the Lady of the Night from within his armor. In all fairness, he greatly admired the Chaos Expedition, but reason told the War Lord that Shar would probably not agree.
"Lady of the Night, we are all waiting for your answer," Tyr, the God of Justice, said with a frown. Streaks of golden light shone in his empty eye sockets. Having his eyes gouged out by the Overgod Ao had not impaired his vision. The Just One addressed Shar. "Only then can we move on to the next item."
"If