The ancient cultivator with tricks to place Memory itself into protected shards within her spirit had even made copies of what she found in that hiding place, over the last year. Placed in the Exclave for Qatrand to read… if she ever visited that library. The highlights of her finds had even been written within the dense book she had sent back with Sevra, so many years ago.
Elua wasn't sure what the ultimate decision of her spouse would be regarding the family that raised her, hurt her, and ultimately let her walk away without any concession to reality. But if she wanted to stage a coup and take it back to those nobler beginnings, the brunette still sealing her 'anger' down tight would back that play.
'With ten-thousand percent effort!'
"The fact is… you have known the true gender of your arranged partner for a long time."
"Her father told us you told him that. As did your… wife."
