Northstar Vale quälen

I have sinned, my dear cousin, I have sinned. Oh, but what a good sin it was! How sweet it was, to feel her soft lips on hers, to have her in her arms. It bought a feeling of freedom in her, something she had not experienced before. Agana valued her freedom above all else, and now the feeling was, to some extent, linked to the image of her pearl; but she was no longer hers.
 
The way she pushed her away broke her. And she wanted to follow her, to scream after her, but it was all in vain. She remained speechless for the rest of the day, and did not return to the den. How wrong it was to believe it meant something to her but things were shaken to the core between them, and she thought, perhaps, the duck leaned in out of loneliness; or she thought it was her husband; maybe, just maybe, that intimate moment was… a mistake?
 
“Spune-mi, draga mea,” with a swift movement, golden gaze was once again on the silver before her. Her worries were many, and did not wish to add in to them. But with whom should she talk to, if not her family? “How can something so wrong feel so right?”