Ouroboros Spine every day it's getting higher

She snorted, feeling the sound bubble from her nose as Valiant spoke.

She deserves my words, that husband of hers deserves more. I will not hurt her in that way, but he is.. She probed for the words she wanted. Far too old for her, lashed to a culture so different from their own that deified war, and yet she remembered when he was in the good graces of the moonpeople, when she hid behind his legs at the border as a girl.

Vairë couldn’t help but wonder what had changed so severely from then.

Not what she thinks. Anaa might have accepted him before, but she will never now. Ariadne has torn our family, and she can patch it, but I fear for the future. Vairë could feel the piercing gaze of Old Doe from over her shoulder and she closed her eyes against reality. Where she may not be moonmaiden, but a vanquishing shadowmatron, a cruel matriarch. Even if the cruelty could be justified to herself.