Blackfoot Forest Downtown

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She and Aaron had always been close - he fed into her self-inflated ego after all - but there were some tales she was not yet ready to tell. Rather than rebuff him with her typical coyness she shook her head - No he was not - before sighing and turning her eyes upward to peer upon her beloved sibling's face. "He loved me," she said with what sounded convincingly like disinterest, "and then he didn't."
 
Sensing that her hard headed King might find her answer dissatisfactory she reached out and delicately tapped the tip of her nose to his. "I will speak more of it," she said softly, "when the pain of it fades." When I can speak of it without crying like some loon the femme thought dryly. Hunger was the Devil's work. It had taken that beautiful soul she'd called Marcus and turned in him into...something that she was not aged enough to give a name.
 
"Will I cause trouble?" she asked suddenly without breaking eye contact with him. "Your followers...surely they are apprehensive to have me added to their care."
 
It wasn't certain that she'd leave even if he was to admit she was a burden...but she'd sleep better knowing the truth instead of pondering it over and over in her head.