Akhet

It did not seem as excessive to her. She fantasized now over the retrieval of her son. Of this somehow making her the “good mother” she had never believed she could be. And look at her accomplishment! She would be placed on a stela. 

It’d also be sick as hell if all those fuckers fucked all the way off. Then she could just coast and not worry after them either. This was all supposed to be easy, but… yeah, she was wrong about that. Not even pawning her kiddos off worked out well. 

She looked to Warlock. He seemed… not as enthusiastic. Medusa considered that their son was still out there. We’re going to get him back, she promised him, they’ll regret they fucked with a witch and a warlock. 

Gods, please may they never do that again.