Lion Head Mesa [sc] Boa

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Legend knew there was a word for this. When someone was given a million reasons to be focused upon anothers livelihood, their happiness, their statistical enjoyment of their overall life, and yet they could only answer something of themselves. She knew. Legend knew, and tried very hard not to encompass that word now, because it was a very silly thing. Tried so hard, in fact, her head hurt, but the first words she released were not to answer Eset, but of herself. There was still a pain.

"She knows," croaked itself out.

Legend's ears twitched. It was not possible they'd missed the talk of the Fellahin.

Selfishness drove many away. Of course, she didn't know when selfishness was true and when it wasn't, or always what mattered of it, or even when was wrong or right. She knew only that she could not lose Eset.

Legend didn't care that they were in love at all. Didn't care, of course, if his feelings dwindled to someone not her. Didn't care at all who he laid with and who he had children with, or even how many partners he could take, or even how much his heart could pour out to another far more deserving than she could ever breathe to be. Legend cared that she wasn't sure if she was special anymore. 

But then, she also remembered the way in which he had described the worship between them, and he as an earthly god, and she as a loyal disciple to his every word. There was also the fire she felt upon her neck, and the more peaceful connection of simply speaking, and being, and those were all special. So long as she kept that special.

Well then, it didn't really matter at all.

She was still his in that way. She enjoyed the ritual.

Special distracted her enough to focus on Eset. Eset.. knew? How had Eset known? And Eset did not tell her?  She didn't like the.. sting! But Eset, she was near all she had. Eset said so now. Maybe Eset played a game with her, and Legend liked games, Legend knew.

A sniffle, her eyes widened and she clung to Eset. Hugs felt nice. Legend liked hugs.

"If it is what She thinks She needs. Then, avoid the serpent men, Eset. They will have Her for longer than she's had the chance to speak to them." Maybe Eset wanted that, but few empires desired ruined serfs, and Eset desired her job. "Or know an herbal woman." Someone who could help her, if things went wrong. "I come look for you if- take too long? Whatever happens, I be here. Tell all about it when You return!" All the gross, and all the ugly, and all the wonderful. There was little to hide from one another. Eset knew her Legends. And Legend knew hers.