Blackfeather Woods Blood, gold and tears

Cicero's mask of philosophy and reason was hard to pierce through, even by his family, those who loved him. She knew that internally this was a constantly troubling thought; why else would he speak of it, to her of all people? She felt helpless for the moment; she had no experience in relationships, romantic ones least of all. What could she say?

This isn't wrong for me; to Mephala it isn't wrong, but... Incest was a strange taboo to overcome; to most it was a natural deterrant, an abomination. Theirs was different; no corrupted children could come out of it, but the disgust was still there. She thought for a moment. She had no experience to base this on, only stories from others and even legends. They might condemn you, demand your demotion, or both of you, or maybe all three of us for allowing "such a thing" to happen. That, I think, is what Damien is afraid of most of all. If that danger is removed...if it can be removed...perhaps...