Hushed Willows Pacific

There was first acceptance, an appraising glint of admiration in his royal blue gaze; a look that would have seen her pillared beneath him in exaltation, another time, another place. But then there was refusal, a silent acknowledgement of her threat to his sainthood and a mighty rearing-back to protect it.

Just like that, all of Exousia’s temerity was gone.

It was replaced by a feeling of self-preservation that was more powerful than any of her other feelings because it was also linked to her inexorable pride. A great need to preserve her own perfection. The lizard part of her brain that sensed impending danger – that would detach its own tail if need be – activated and sent her spinning away from the storm that rose up in Njord.

And without looking back, Exousia fled.

ily!!