Go
deep throat
a cactus
Unaware of Launceleyn traditions, Wessex can only sit in the back (no big fire in her face, thanks) and listen and watch. She’s one of the first there and is thus purposefully able to choose a place from which few might notice any stray emotions. Luckily for her, Zariah’s brat comes in, yelling and pulling attention in a very annoying voice.
And then for a moment, she thinks the man has Edy’s gift and her breath catches in her throat, until she sees that it is either much more or very different. A pheonix lands on the pyre meant to represent Edy and the whole thing swoops up into flame amidst some mournful noises. An excessively appropriate display. With the dildo clearly and inappropriately on the child’s hip, Wessex thinks Edy might have been satisfied with the whole send-off. The only way it could get better is with a drunken orgy.
And then for a moment, she thinks the man has Edy’s gift and her breath catches in her throat, until she sees that it is either much more or very different. A pheonix lands on the pyre meant to represent Edy and the whole thing swoops up into flame amidst some mournful noises. An excessively appropriate display. With the dildo clearly and inappropriately on the child’s hip, Wessex thinks Edy might have been satisfied with the whole send-off. The only way it could get better is with a drunken orgy.
