Two Eyes Cenote [m] Adder

never apologize for good drama <33

“Then give me answers instead of commenting on my appearance,” she rails, wondering, despite herself, if a man in her position would be pressed with such criticism. “You don’t want to tell me anything? Then why remain here, Machiavelli? If not for our Gods, if not for those who reside within the palace. I have released you from the cells, I have followed you here, I am choosing to believe your word over that of a grieving mother’s, against my better judgment. Do not sit there and act as though my anxiety is unfounded.”

No- she did not trust him! Of course she did not. But she did believe him.

The memory of a welted back sharply before her, never forgotten. She looks into his eyes and sees the wrath of one who’d had so little say in the course of his own life- and a fear unspoken that would always tether them. A mother who'd been lost to prison. Self-respect lost to the powers that be.

“I am here because I want to try to understand,” she speaks finally again, nose edging lower. “if Muat-riya can be of help to you, I want to offer it. But I need to know everything you can tell me. Who Juno is, why Eira is accusing you of- such barbarism. What your role is in all of this.”

Silently, calmly, she awaits his story.