Rosewater Oasis this is a joke

he has reason. she was too young, far too young. she floats between girlhood and womanhood, too young to be a woman. but nearing her last days of being a girl. she'd yet to bleed.
she follows him to the slab, though doesn't stand by his side until given permission. to lay in the arms of a man, she hadn't seen herself doing this so soon. and in a land she did not know, alone. just him.

and the future that lay before them. as divine-to-be.
i'll join you. racharra slipped herself besides him, stealing another kiss. all i see is glory for vahanet. for us.