Redsand Canyon idol

The woman thanked her and she was shaking her head. “It is no problem at all, Tamar.” She was more than happy to help any way she could, and if they were plants where she did not use the flowers, only the stems, then she would be happy enough to turn them over to the woman for her own work. Ruenna had informed her of Akashingo but only of Mereo’s relationship with them. She knew not that it was where the woman had come from, nor the manner of her work there.
 
She saw the way the woman seemed to light up at the mention of her husband. Aquene thought it was sweet and cute of her, truly. “I do believe you are right. He was very kind… all of the other auxilia often are so grumpy, but he laughs it off and jokes around.” She offered more of her own experiences with him. “I hope you are right.” She did not believe she would find such a man however… she was not sure a man existed who might see her in the way Arsenio saw Tamar… or even just saw her in a romantic interest at all. It didn’t feel realistic.
 
“Only time will tell… and if I were, the man would have to be of Mereo.” Those were the rules, and while Aquene knew she had some leeway due to the importance of her position, at least in Ruenna's eyes, she did not believe she had that much leeway as to take a husband outside the pack… nor was she sure the pack would be pleased about an effective maternity leave when she recovered from the labors of childbirth should she bear his children.