Two Eyes Cenote [m] Tea Party

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Happy?

She’d let her naivety succumb to some false narrative of success here: head of the dark and beautiful palace of Muat-riya, hosting the most influential guests, flaunting the most ornamented halls. It was a laugh. All of Toula's gifted power, all her trust placed wrongly into the palms of a foolish girl.

Eset looks blankly about in the lowlight. There is no reason to lie here. Legend knows exactly where she comes from. How she's been put to service. What she really is.

“I was almost raped the other day.” The confession is so... inconsequential. She supposes she should feel some way about that. “Pharaoh and the mazoi had to save me. I am humiliated, Legend.”

“And Zaahira -" Zaahira. Humiliated.

“Nothing has changed.”

Master; her new title. The irony of it bitters her tongue.

She looks at Legend. Putting it to words, it helps. But it is at the expense of the raven, unfairly so. She says no more.