Moonspear night ride

Alya hadn't really planned on revealing the identity of her paramour when she'd approached her mother. But she hadn't planned on starting this conversation either, and Alya was tired. Secrets didn't hold the appeal that they used to. Not when they were so much work.

"It's Vaati, Mom," she said after a moment, refusing to be disgusted with herself. She told herself that it wasn't betrayal, that Daddy didn't understand, that Rannoch had made his bed and now he could watch her sleep with it. But there was still an odd, deadened feeling in her chest. The secret was out, and Alya realized she had no idea what she was doing, or why.