Two Eyes Cenote ninety-third

It would be the very worst reason you could have come, the beast began, wincing as another thorn was pulled from it flesh. But it would be... expected It would be something I understood. It stole one last, lingering look at Senmut, the Prince who had deigned to humor its infatuation, who had brought a flutter to its heart like no other, save the stone-furred boy who had shown it life did not have to be so painful—before turning away again.

I don't have anything left to offer you. Not even my body, the thought flickered through its mind, accompanied by a wave of disgust and self-loathing. So... I would understand. I would wish you joy with your Priestess, even if you could never marry, and it paused, the words emerging as a choke, Legend, as well, if it would satisfy you both.

The priest's next words, however, gave it pause, bringing the opalescent gaze to once again meet the twin emeralds. Confusion settling into some semblance of understanding at the sight of the tears.

You among them, doctor?