Ocean's Breath Plateau taimma ➻

He would have done anything to sweep her away in the gale of his greed, for that was what held him in place as such a great obstacle. This sense that she could be possessed, that if his damnable brother could so swiftly take her from him, he should be able to do the same; he was strong, he was as entitled to the mountain as any other Ostrega, entitled to a future upon his home mountain with the woman of his choosing — even Hydra had agreed! It was her decision to send him out after Ying; what did it matter if he had eyes for another? Was might and will and ferocity discounted when it came from a prince rather than a queen?

Revui was angry. He could not hide that as the feeling rolled through him, cajoled further by each denial Kukutux uttered. Her refusals, her demands — and who was she, to demand anything of him? A womb, a vessel only, to replace the servants that Hydra had driven away. All these things flashed through his mind so rapidly he could not make sense of them, and certainly could not voice them, but his jaw set firm and he looked about ready to snap, the icicle edge returning to his every inch.

It hurt to hear her betray him, again.

It hurt that she would not even consider — —

In the end, he stepped aside. The storm rippled the air while the rain sluiced, but he was silent, he was like stone. If she wanted to return home so badly then he would let her do so unharmed; but he felt something inside himself splintering to pieces, and in order to save her from his wrath he focused every ounce of it upon his silent brother, Jarilo.