Hushed Willows A Lone World

it's gruesome. praimfaya supplies helpfully with a soft laugh; gruesome, yes; but it fit her. intentionally or not, it had shaped her; along with her mother, giving her the confidence she needed to embrace her path as the commander and warrior. i was given my name at birth, praimfaya offers unabashedly. but my mother did not get her trigedasleng name until she was well into her adulthood. praimfaya says, offering a thoughtful sway of her tail and considering twitch of her ear. they called her blodreina: the blood queen.

her given name was eske. spear of the gods; her mother had told her it meant. a wave of sadness overcomes her then, thoughts of her mother — and father — drifting unbidden into the forefront of her mind like ghosts.