Rosewater Oasis Ώρα μηδέν

You are so full of yourself it astounds me, sweetheart, a clench to the muscles within his paw, knuckles whitened. when did I ever say I wished to lie with you?
His touch is gone as soon as it had been there, yanking himself back and coolly wading back onto the sandbank as if nothing had happened at all. I need some time to think about all of this, he gives a shake of his shoulders, oilslick pelt spraying droplets of water wherever they cared to land. away from you. Make sure those other two get into no trouble. I will speak to you by tomorrow's evening.
He doesn't look back as he begins to saunter away, heavy-footed; off into the desert. Who was she to demand he settle in these foreign lands, and to take supreme leadership and the title of queen? Better yet, what lies had those within Myros fed her to enable her delusions of grandeur? Her mother had been bad enough!
Women, he swears.