Qeya River I know the pieces fit

both men called for her. both! both men who she had lost in the haze of a blood furious woman who had thrown accusations like her teeth.

senka did not think long on how the woman had not come for her in chase. she had taken it as a blessing, had reclined her rear in the cold water so that the hind right leg might become numb. she was no doctor, but she had logic.

this may have been an urgent affair, but he must settle for a slow pace. adrenaline gone and replaced with only the numbness of ice water. she had not known that things had grown grim.

when she spotted him, she struggled to find words. she had no voice to give him. only a long stare, only the bitter taste of self-aimed disappointment on her tongue.

did he think of her as sourly as the woman had? was he here to see her as a traitor too?

she hated how poor her thoughts were.