Ouroboros Spine Honesty is the best policy

Sakhmet sat upright, brows pinched tightly together.

She felt a well of something ugly in her. Unbecoming. She had taken a chance on this...man. This soothsayer. Opened her door to him and had soothed the suspicions of her husband so that he could stay. Now he had gone and bedded a woman.

A woman of Winterglade, nonetheless.

The disrespect rippled feverishly through her with prickled hackles as she stood now. Not nearly as tall and imposing as her husband, but the harshness brought a rigid stance to her all the same. For now she stared deeply and harshly at Cerne, feeling like he was nothing more than a stranger now.