Dragoncrest Cliffs benediksyon

"i did not choose one man," mireille revealed with a glinting grin. "when your time comes, it is heat, in all of you. i was compelled to go; it is de only t'ing which has ever drawn me so fiercely from sapphique."
was it a lie that she told? twice she had chosen val. a third time she would, if the lwa willed it. and yet those endless days of bright fevered freedom; how could she even try to explain to sobeille what the young woman must only experience?
"i went out an' when men came to find me, i tested dem. one for strength. one for worshipfulness. ot'ers for pleasure. more for kindness. and t'en i drove dem away." remembering it reminded mireille that there were yet many years ahead of her for such. "it is our way to choose one. or choose many. as many as you wish. it doesnae matter in de end, for here mot'ers be whole." each woman had the aid of all sapphique.
"are you nervous, miette? or do you not wish to go?"