Lion Head Mesa [sc] Boa

"If yous break it," she lifted her finger-paw and poked it firmly into Eset's chest. "Legend break Eset," she stated! If Eset did not return and was taken to death by Ra Light or serpent men, Legend would find the halfbreeds bones and snap them in two for breaking her promise. They had both palaces, their orders, their meals, their preparations. Eset was there for all of it, and Legend would care not to continue without her presence. So, Eset had to return. Of course, the hebsut should have fathomed more seriously that she would go looking for her even with being told to not worry. Legend had a way about choosing her own rules. Only if enough suns passed.

In the end, Legend was really saying with whatever care mustered within her soiled soul: Don’t throw away your whole life for one lovely week.

They don't need a repeat of shuyet.

The Pharaoh would never banish Eset. But the shame that may have approached for conceiving without a husband may have been worse.

Fear not, Legend had never failed to be there.

The demons heart twisted in passing glances between their embrace, and the serfs eyes once she asked questions! Legend didn't like twists. It must've been that she did not like questions, because- Well, there was..a simple answer to this one. But Legend was sure she was supposed to love questions. "He looks upon Me everywhere." And sought for validation deeply in Eset"s eyes, because what was that if not seen?