Maea
The kind of flawless they think I should be
"Stop talking back, or you will be served hay rather than lamb" she quipped back, and laughed brightly as she got to her feet. "Of course your boys will come. The house used to be full of them, it will be wonderful to have some life back within the walls again."
Maybe she did put herself down. It was an easy thing to do, because in the end her strength was not the obvious kind. Monster hunting and demon vanquishing would likely never be her best subject, and unless the gods changed their minds about the abandoned her path would not likely be that of the priestess either. So what could she do?
It would take some thinking to figure that out. At least she still had time; the barrier likely would not fall tomorrow, and unless something unforeseen happened everyone could gather and talk together like reasonable adults.
Right?
Maybe she did put herself down. It was an easy thing to do, because in the end her strength was not the obvious kind. Monster hunting and demon vanquishing would likely never be her best subject, and unless the gods changed their minds about the abandoned her path would not likely be that of the priestess either. So what could she do?
It would take some thinking to figure that out. At least she still had time; the barrier likely would not fall tomorrow, and unless something unforeseen happened everyone could gather and talk together like reasonable adults.
Right?
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
