And that was why the Alastrians feared nominative determinism. Ultimately, you couldn't control another person's fate. And most of the time, you cold barely control your own. There was no point in trying. And over time, that sort of trying had become taboo.

Not that her name had ever stopped Ariadne from disappointing her parents, especially her mother.

Her heart went out to Anduin. Because although he hadn't outright said it, she could sense a lingering feeling that was all-too-familiar. That shameful regret of not living up to someone's expectations for you.

She gave him a kind smile. "Priests are warriors of a different sort. Their battles are just harder to see."