There is no heart to this being, and there is no mind, but there is a womb, and where there’s a womb, there’s a cunt, and that cunt calls herself Passion.” “She is the spirit of fertility, and you will respect her!” a matriarch hissed at Flora. “Not again.” Groaned a matriarch, putting her head in her hands. “She’s a cunt, Ashvine,” Flora scoffed to the first woman, “just because she’s an essential cunt doesn’t make her less of one.” “You know she’s just trying to protect herself,” another mage said quietly, “it’s her nature to be intrusive.” “‘Intrusive’ is an interesting word,” Flora laughed humorlessly, “I think it fits her aptly.” “You always blamed her for your familial problems,” Ashvine growled at Flora, “but it wasn’t her fault; it was your mother’s!” “Are you calling my mother a whore?” Flora growled back. “Quite the opposite!” Ashvine snapped, “If she hadn’t been so unwilling to bear an heir, the other matriarchs wouldn’t have been compelled to seek Passion’s help, and an incubus would never have gone to her bed.” “Oh, that’s a fine solution!” Flora yelled, raising her hands, “Instead of listening to the woman to discover the reason for her chastity, let’s just send a beast to coerce her into fucking!” “That beast was your father,” said another matriarch, “and he japanese loved you.” “He certainly had an interesting way of showing it.” Flora sneered, “I didn’t know absence was a form of love.” “Are you sure?” Ashvine snarled, “Because that’s the exact kind of love you showed Willowbud.” The room fell suddenly silent, all eyes fixed on the locked gazes of Flora and Ashvine. It didn’t take too much conjecture on my part to realize these two matriarchs hated each other. I should have felt relieved that their eyes weren’t taking in my nudity, but I felt even worse. The hostility was so thick in the air I could practically taste it. “How dare you.” Flora whispered, her body shaking. “How dare japan I?” Ashvine hissed back, “How dare I?! You exiled my pussy niece to Tentigo without telling my brother, and you have the audacity to vilify me?! Ten years- ten years he searched for her, only to end up dead in some gutter in Drastin!” “You have no idea what I sacrificed,” Flora said haggardly, her face twisting, “you have no idea why I did what I did!” “Oh, we all know, Flora,” Ashvine laughed cruelly, “Great Giver knows your vanity killed your husband and your own daughter!” Oh shit. I thought, exchanging glances with Freydis. I stepped over to her as the screams became louder and shriller. “Hey, uh…” I whispered to her, “I don’t think you should tell them about what happened to Tentigo.” “I must,” Freydis said, “they need to be warned.” “Maybe after we get Julia from this ‘Passion’ lady,” I said quietly as Ashvine and Flora stood, their faces inches apart, their spittle flying from their peeled lips, “but I’m afraid you might somehow start a civil war if you tell them now.” Freydis looked gravely at the screeching women, their green faces now red with fury, their eyes bulging with hate, their heads cocked forward, looking as though they’d ram each other with their horns. Freydis nodded slowly, and I let out a relieved sigh. After a few minutes of screaming, Flora pulled rank, and Ashvine stomped from the room, her fists clenched, her eyes glaring furiously at me. Clearly, asian she wasn’t one of the nymphs that held progressive ideals about The Heat Bringer. I shuddered. The sooner I got out of Arbortus, the better. The remaining matriarchs reorganized themselves chinese in their chairs, Flora breathing deeply through her nose, trying to exhale her fury. “What the fuck.” Zander responded in astonishment, “I didn’t think you could actually do it.” I panted like a bitch as I stared into my blood-father’s red eyes, my own rapturous and wide, his imperious and controlling. "And you'll do the same for me?" chinese They were quite crowded and japanese drinkers were over-flowing onto the streets. When I said I wasn't interested in any of them, she wanted to know why. He just japan had to drive her wild, make her show some mercy on me. “You’re a teacher now? He proceeded to place his left palm on her back and thump his left hand with asian his right. "Three. This guy who calls himself ‘Bruno’ after the music star Bruno Mars. Mr Byrne introduced the Chinese person by saying "I told you I would get you a Chinese" ha pussy ha ha It came from a soft voice, and the words it spoke were not words at all, but infantile imitations of them.