Ouroboros Spine kanevvluk ⫔

aiolos did not reject it this time.

kukutux let out her breath. eyes the color of deep spring grass traced his handsome scarlet features with love.

"no one can be her. i cannot replace her." and she would not, and she would welcome the woman back to their hearth as if she had never gone.

"and yes! give me more daughters also, husband!" she laughed, coming close to him, relieved and surprised that he had softened to these words. "there is no name in my mind. i have no time in my eyes. but she will come."

little fjall. not a nuiruk but her son all the same. "if lote and her child return to the village, will you —?" and yet she did not ask. she did not finish the thought. he would know.

she studied him, wondering at the thoughts behind his eyes. "sakhmet is unhappy. she is chief among my choices. but i do not think she wishes to be only part of the village. and so she would not wish to be a second wife."

perhaps she would ask all the same.