Lion Head Mesa That's a fine looking high horse

"Nothin'! Normal stuffs." You know, mauling at each others throats and shit for fun! Normal couple stuff, because they were basically married! Legend recalled the adder they feasted on together and the intimacy of moonlight. She recalled how much she enjoyed rolling in those same leaves the next night over just to indulge herself in his scent-- all of her, in his scent. That meant he proposed. How he loved her. A bond sealed in blood. It was all she saw.

So, she didn't understand why he was gone, or why he needed to be on some Queen's mission when she was better fit anyways! 

"We took turnsss..in traversing the terrains of Shuyet. I the most; though, we passed each other. By day and night, we were rulers of the untouched sands in our lone isolation. Your master a tricky, tricky soul, Eset," her throat bubbled a small giggle, empty as it was. She recalled him. Escaping from that man didn't surprise her; though, also, Legend could not see a better place for a serf. "Clever! Seth help your master. Legend help Seth."

She slumped, and her face drooped to a distraught pout. "Through anything!" Her lip quivered, eyes tearing. "......He WEFT MEEEEE... WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"