Cerulean Cape In an upside down world, floating in a pineapple

"Then you truly have my sympathy, Kjalarr. The gods have tested you more than once and their tests come with a great price," Kai murmured, seemingly unphased save for the sad gleam in her gaze when she looks at him. "Where the gods are involved - they are all stories worthy of hell."

She senses his eagerness to move on and she jumps at the chance. "To be thrown over a cliff moments after birth, presumably for some aspect of you that was unwanted," she grimaces rather than smiling, as she intended. She has seen her reflection and knows the multitude of oddities that led to her being so cast off. "To be raised by a creature who was not even your own kind, only to lose her anyways. To lose them all. To be forced into the sea or face a future of uncertainty."

"Is that not a curse?" She was cursed - to lose everything and everyone. 

"Perhaps. But what if they are no longer mine?"