Lion Head Mesa house of cards

Life?! she spat, shaking her head. She laughed in long, desperate heaves of breath, nose almost to the ground in her feigned mirth. She ripped her muzzle up and stared at his regal face, gaze cold.

He was grieving. And spoiled. He couldn't see.

My body seizes, and I vomit all food, Pharaoh, Maegi responded sharply. Sheogorath has taken over my being and I cannot escape. Now. Will I be married soon, or shall I go away to rot until I die?

She'd accepted it. Good. Maegi was no stranger to deterioration and now as she felt her body falter along with her mind, it was clear that this was the end.

Pharaoh was not. Vain fool.