Nimbus Summit With paper-white teeth and perfect bodies

He wanted her. Calida was not sure she wanted to be wanted. She thought of Iota, her chest tightening. She had felt something for him, and just like the rest, he had disappeared, too. She had wanted children with him, hell, she had tried, even. But, she had nothing to show for it.

Politics... She did not want to take a mate, not yet, not now. But, she sighed, and she told him, I will accept a political marriage, for now, at least. She glanced behind her, to the mountain. This will no longer be Atautsikut. She would shape it into something new.

Sighing, she looked back to the stranger. He was going to be her husband, and she didn't even know his name. I'm Calida. She looked to his shoulder. Sorry, about your shoulder.