Noctisardor Bypass i am blood and blood and replay

he watches as this putrid, pathetic excuse of a woman lowers herself to her belly. dark belly to snow, pressing and submissive and everything wrong about it settles harshly on the dark lines of his face.
the lanzadoii on his tongue is rancid.
what did my father see in you, he begins with a slow stalk forwards, but he doesn't come close enough for her to touch, that you are so weak? no, he does not want to be touched.
even as he looks upon her, both the shadow of her cruel lanzadoii husband and her slaughtered brother. those sulfur eyes follow the crowned ridge of her head, settle upon that star in the center.
star eater.
traitor.