Wish You Were Sober
Part 1: Real Sweet But...
(It’s Drunk Namaari time that became way more angsty than I meant it to. Also Raya being a panicking lesbian but what else is new? Let me know if I should make a second part even I’m invested here.)
Raya made a vow last year to never touch alcohol again. It was during the first day of the week long celebration officially reuniting Kumandra and she went to town with the rice wine. She never really allowed herself the luxury of drinking while on the run. After all, who knows what could happen to her when she’s not completely alert all times? It was like begging for the Druun or any other threat to finish her off without a fight.
So, Raya decided to let loose. According to the witnesses around her, she went a touch overboard. As in, she climbed on tables and demanded people to fight her. Not to mention the killer headache she had the next morning. The Heart princess had absolutely no recollection of the night before. Safe to say, it was the first and last time she got drunk. She wasn’t a huge fan of the taste anyways.
Despite this, she still has plenty of fun during events with rice wine as she had the ability to witness the stupidity of drunk people. Safe to say, Raya has ways to entertain herself without any liquid courage.
Raya bit back her laughter at seeing two drunk men try to dance and completely stumble over each other. The party is in honor of Fang finally finishing their quest of expansion and loads of people came to the party. Naturally, as the princess of Heart, Raya was expected to attend.
Not like she would have refused, anyways. Though Raya would never admit it out loud, she had been aching to find an excuse to see Namaari. Because, uh, she’s just so glad they’re friends now?
Yeah, that’s the reason she continues to tell herself.
“Princess Raya? Would it be alright if I ask a small favor of you?” General Atitaya asked her, effectively snapping the princess out of her thoughts.
“Of course! What can I do for you?” Raya responded.
“I know this is a lot to ask of you, but can you watch over Princess Namaari and make sure she gets to her room safely? I would, but I’m already on Chief Virana watch and I’ll be honest, I don’t have the inner strength to chaperone both of them,” Atitaya sighed.
“No problem! I’ve been kind of keeping an eye on her all night anyway,” Raya laughed. She realized what she said and how it could be interpreted. A blush quickly overtook her face as she tried to clarify the situation. “Not in like, a creepy stalker way though. Just a friendly, worried kind of way. No other intentions here! I’ll go walk away now!”
Toi, Raya is such an idiot. She didn’t even drink, so she has no excuse to act like a total weirdo. The Heart princess began speed walking in order to escape the utter embarrassment she was starting to feel.
“They’re perfect for each other,” Atitaya mumbled as she walked off to supervise the chief of Fang, unbeknownst to Raya.
“I need to learn to keep my mouth shut,” Raya huffed quietly as she found her dear friend, Princess Namaari of Fang.
It always amazes Raya how genuinely stunning Namaari is. The first time the Fang princess gave her a sincere smile, she felt like she was having a heart attack. It’s a memory that is still ingrained in Raya’s brain to this day. Alright, time to act like a responsible adult and make sure Namaari doesn’t do anything crazy.
“Hey, dep la! What’s up?” Raya asked casually as she took a seat next to the other princess.
Namaari glanced at her with a confused look in her eyes before her entire face immediately brightened seeing her. Raya had to bite back a squeak of surprise when Namaari laughed and hugged her tightly.
“Raya! There you are! I haven’t seen you in forever! Where have you been?” Namaari loudly asked.
The Heart princess giggled and shook her head. The poor woman is absolutely hammered considering the fact that Namaari had seen Raya a mere thirty minutes ago. Raya has dealt with enough of intoxicated Namaari to know that when she acts that giddy, she is not going to remember a damn thing in the morning.
“Oh, just hanging around. How are you feeling?” Raya asked.
“Amazing! Did you know that dragons are real?” Namaari asked in a whisper, like it was some amazing secret.
After many months of being one of the only sober people in a room full of those that are intoxicated, she’s learned that’s it’s best to just go along with whatever the drunk person is saying.
“You don’t say?” Raya laughed in pure amusement. She’s so making fun of Namaari the second she sobers up.
“Yeah! I just saw the Sisudatu! Can you believe that?” Namaari grinned, acting like an excited child. It was adorable as she reminded Raya of their dragon nerd phase they had as kids that they never really grew out of.
“She’s pretty cool, isn’t she?” Raya said before shivering slightly as the breeze picked up. The Heart princess probably should have worn her cloak.
Namaari frowned like Raya shaking was the worst thing to ever happen since the Druun and quickly wrapped her arms around the Heart princess. Since the Fang woman had a much larger muscle mass than she did, Raya was quickly encased in complete warmth.
“Honestly, it’s a miracle that you survived so long by yourself. See, this is why I have to take care of you,” Namaari huffed, pulling Raya in so close that she was basically sitting on the other girls lap. Well that’s an adjustment.
Raya internally sighed to remind herself that Namaari has no clue what she’s saying. Her friend is so intoxicated that she would probably mistaken an ongi for a mango. The Heart princess made a mental note to not take anything Namaari says tonight to heart. Not like she meant any of it anyways.
“I’ll have you know I am very self sufficient. This was just a minor setback,” Raya argued, because that’s what she does best. Argue with Namaari.
“You’re ridiculous, Raya,” Namaari told her plainly.
“Your face is ridiculous, Namaari,” Raya smirked, watching the Fang princess narrow her eyes.
“How could you say such a thing to me? I thought you loved me,” Namaari pouted.
Well shit, who told her?
“Of course I do! I was just messing with you,” Raya said rather awkwardly. Might as well play along to keep the peace.
“You know how you can make it up to me?” Namaari asked, leaning in close to the Heart woman’s face.
“Uh, how?” Raya asked, like a dumbass. Because at this point, that’s what she is. A dumbass.
“Dance with me!” the Fang warrior cheered. She proceeded to spring up from her seat with Raya desperately trying to gain some kind of balance.
“Okay, so I can see that it is bedtime for you, dep la,” the Heart woman sighed as she finally found it within herself to stand up right.
Raya knew perfectly well that Namaari hated dancing to the point where it’s actually comical. Her mother tried forcing Namaari onto a dance floor a couple months back and the Fang princess was basically hissing at her like one of her serlots. Raya had laughed until Chief Virana suggested she join them. Yeah, she had to run from that one.
“What? But I’m not tired yet!” Namaari whined like a child. Ugh, now Raya understood why Atitaya couldn’t handle her.
“I’ll strike you a deal, undercut. Come to your room with me-,” Raya began before Namaari practically latched onto her arm.
“Deal,” the Fang princess said, dragging Raya away.
Well that was easy!
“Uh, your room is the other way,” Raya told her.
“Right!” Namaari exclaimed, going in a different direction that still wasn’t the path they needed to take.
“Let me stop you right there. I’m navigating tonight,” Raya chuckled, tugging on the other woman’s sleeve to guide her in the right direction.
The two princesses walked in silence from that point on which left the Heart woman to revel in her thoughts. No good ever came of that if Raya is totally honest.
Out of nowhere, Namaari shook off Raya’s hand that was holding her sleeve and interlaced their fingers instead. The Heart princess looked back to find Namaari staring at their intertwined hands with satisfaction written all over her face. Kind of romantic, not going to lie.
Get a grip, Raya! Stay focused, you’re just getting her to her room and that’s it! The Heart woman took in a deep breath to compose herself and walked slightly faster than before. Though, she didn’t break free of Namaari’s hand holding.
“Here we are!” Raya said with relief once they found the door to Namaari’s room. Victory at last!
“Good, my feet are aching,” Namaari yawned. Raya smiled, ready to be released from the other woman’s grasp so that she could find her own room, but that is not what happened next.
Instead, Raya was pulled into the room with Namaari. This still doesn’t mean anything because the Fang warrior is drunk. She probably just needed to be reminded that Raya has to leave.
“Hey, dep la? This has been fun but I need to start heading back to my room,” Raya said. Namaari went from content to being on the verge of tears in two seconds flat. Apparently she did not receive the news well.
“Why can’t you stay?” Namaari whimpered, making Raya feel the biggest binturi in all the lands for even suggesting leaving.
“Because I need to rest. I’ll see you in the morning,” the Heart princess said as gently as possible.
“Sleep with me instead,” Namaari offered (demanded). Now Raya needs to explain why that’s not happening.
“I can’t, you need to sleep peacefully. The only way you can do that is for me to go,” Raya tried. Again, the news was not received well.
“I don’t want to sleep peacefully, then,” the Fang princess retorted. Raya huffed and tried thinking of some other solution that would hopefully satisfy her.
“Is there anything you need help doing before going to bed so that we can spend a bit more time together?” Raya asked hopefully.
“Well, I’m probably going to need help taking my makeup off,” Namaari sniffed causing Raya to smile. She can definitely work with that!
“Perfect! You can change into your pajamas and I’ll get a washcloth ready to wipe your makeup off!” the Heart woman cheered.
“You can stay here while I change, you know. I’m not shy,” Namaari said and Raya just knew that little binturi was smirking.
“Uh, I’m going into the bathroom now! Come in when you’re fully clothed!” Raya managed to squeak out as she hastily threw herself into the bathroom connected to Namaari’s room.
She’s so thankful none of the candles are lit since Raya can feel her cheeks burning from embarrassment. Even when she’s drunk, Namaari is excellent in getting a rise out of her. The Heart princess should probably work on that.
In order to distract herself, she grabbed one of the little washcloths from under the sink and turned on the sink to wait for the to become lukewarm. Raya just needs to wipe the make up off and go to her own bed. That’s only two things! Shouldn’t be so hard, right?
“I’m ready!” Namaari sang from the other side of the door.
“Are you fully dressed?” Raya asked skeptically. Never thought she’d need to ask that question, but hey, life is full of surprises.
“Yes, now open the door! I want to see you!” Namaari huffed, causing Raya to roll her eyes even though she did open the door for her.
Thankfully, the Fang princess was not lying when she said she was fully clothed. Just a simple white tank top and pair of dark grey flowy pants. Raya is kind of jealous. She’s still in her rather itchy teal áo dài her ba forced her into. She can’t wait to change.
“Go sit on that stool, I need to grab a couple candles. I can hardly see you,” Raya told her as she went to Namaari’s night stand to find what she needed.
“I don’t need to see you to know you look beautiful,” Namaari said casually.
Alright, so Namaari’s a flirty drunk. Good to know. Raya is so pawning her off to Atitaya next time. She’d gladly deal with whatever Chief Virana had to offer over this.
The Heart princess took three candles and some matches from underneath the nightstand before circling back to the bathroom where the clingiest princess ever was waiting for her.
Raya put all three candles on the window sill right beside them and lit one of the matches. She was able to light all candles with only one match so she tossed it in the trash. The Heart princess walked to the sink where the washcloth was discarded when Namaari spoke up.
“I knew it,” the Fang warrior said with a fond smile.
“Knew what?” Raya asked with a raised eyebrow.
“You do look beautiful. Only now I can actually see it,” Namaari giggled.
Raya closed her eyes and counted to ten in her head to reel herself in. Now’s not the time to be a giddy teenage girl. The Heart woman just needs to help her friend and then wallow in her self pity in the comfort of her own room.
“Well you’re certainly extra nice tonight. Maybe I should have you drink more often if you’re going to shower me with compliments,” Raya joked in hopes of ignoring her heart thumping in her chest.
“I always compliment you. You just never seem to pay attention,” Namaari shrugged.
That tone of voice sounded a bit different. Almost heavier, more melancholy. It did catch Raya by surprise because from what she’s seen, Namaari’s a pretty happy drunk. She knew that even before tonight. It kind of made the Heart woman think the other woman is a tad more sober than she thought.
Raya bit her lip in thought but ultimately decided not to address it. Namaari probably has her memories messed up. Raya was very quickly pulled out of her thoughts when Namaari reached forward and swiped her thumb over Raya’s lower lip that was still under her teeth.
“You have no idea how many times I’ve had to stop myself from kissing you when you bite your lip. Once you stop biting your lip it gets all puffy and I always wondered what it would be like to be the cause of that,” Namaari calmly stated.
Why. Why would she do this.
Oh right, because the Fang princess doesn’t have any idea what she’s talking about. Raya’s not babysitting drunk Namaari ever again. She does not care how bad it gets for Atitaya because this is actually ruining Raya’s health.
“Oh boy! You are truly intoxicated so why don’t you let me just,” Raya spat out before picking up the washcloth and all but slamming it over the Fang woman’s lips.
Namaari can’t fluster her if she can’t talk! Hah! Take that!
As the Heart princess began wiping off Namaari’s lipstick, naturally she started thinking about kissing her. The lipstick left the Fang warriors mouth a very pretty shade of pink and it began consuming all of Raya’s thoughts.
Ultimately, Raya decided to ignore the lips and go for her forehead instead. Raya would never take advantage of anyone while they were drunk or otherwise and she’d die before even considering doing it to Namaari. She just needs to get this done faster.
“Close your eyes, I need to clean up the eyeliner,” Raya whispered, feeling the need to keep conversation quiet.
“Shame, I enjoy seeing you blush. Red is my favorite color on you,” Namaari stated once again like it was no big deal and did as told.
Raya openly gawked at her for a couple seconds before shaking it off and gently pressing the washcloth to Namaari’s eyelid. The Fang warrior isn’t herself. There’s no way her words are sincere. Raya internally repeated those two sentences like a mantra until finally Namaari’s face was completely make up free.
After taking a good look at her, the Heart princess was taken aback at how soft her friend looked. Namaari was still beautiful, of course, but she never realized how sharp her make up was. The precise winged liner and dark colored lipstick makes her look like someone no one in their right mind would mess with. Now she just kind of looks like someone that should be swaddled in a blanket with a warm cup of tea.
“Okay, task completed. Let’s get you to bed,” Raya said as she tossed the now dirty washcloth in the bin next to the sink.
In just a couple minutes, she gets to curl up in bed and emotionally evaluate her entire night. Hang in there, Raya. Almost to the finish line.
“I’m still not tired,” Namaari weakly argued. Raya could literally hear the exhaustion in the Fang princess’s voice. It wouldn’t be long now.
“I’m sure you’re just bursting with energy but lay down on the bed anyways,” Raya scoffed.
Then she realized the Fang woman wasn’t following her path from the bathroom to the bed. Raya sighed loudly and turned to face her with crossed arms.
“What is it now?” the Heart woman couldn’t help but snap. Raya’s at the point where she’s being mentally drained from acting like Namaari’s words don’t affect her. Plus, in general she’s getting irritated.
“You’re doing again. You’re purposefully ignoring any compliment I say. It’s a reoccurring pattern,” Namaari said, sounding equally as irritated as Raya did.
“Okay, look. Namaari, you’re drunk. You don’t know what you’re saying right now nor do you mean it. This will all be solved when you sleep off the alcohol. Just walk the few steps it takes to get from the bathroom to your bed and we can both work on forgetting this!” Raya yelled.
It seems that Namaari decided that she would never let Raya forget this. Because in that moment, the Fang warrior kissed her right on the lips with absolutely no warning.
Raya gasped but it was muffled by Namaari’s lips pushed against her own. Instantly, the Heart woman knew she to pull away. No matter how often she dreamed of this moment or how soft Namaari’s lips were, she just can’t allow this to continue when the Fang princess isn’t in her right mind.
It took all of the Raya’s inner strength to hold out her hands and push Namaari away, but damn it all she did it. When Raya got a good look at the other woman’s face, confusion and hurt was painted all over it.
“Why did you push me away? I love you, and I thought you loved me too,” Namaari muttered, hanging her head in shame.
And now Raya feels horrible. She began explaining to Namaari what was happening in a way that hopefully made sense to her hazy mind. Raya can’t stand seeing that look on Namaari’s face.
“Hey, don’t feel bad. It’s okay. It’s like I told you before. You’re wasted right now and have no clue what you’re doing. You don’t want to kiss me, and you certainly don’t love me. Just go to bed and this will all be over,” Raya said as kind as she possibly could. As much as it hurt to say it all out loud, it was true and Namaari needed to hear it.
“That’s not true, I do love you. I have for years, but you never felt the same. I never stopped thinking about you, dep la. Even though we hadn’t gotten to spend much tine together before the Druun came, I missed you more than anything while you were gone,” the Fang warrior whispered.
“Oh toi, Namaari. You...you would kill yourself before even thinking of saying any of this to me sober,” Raya snorted. She honestly doesn’t know whether she should laugh or cry at this point.
“See, you did the thing again! Where I try to tell you how I feel, you brush me off! It’s been going on for months, Raya! You dismiss everything I’m saying for...for...I don’t even know why!” Namaari exclaimed in a frustrated manner.
“Oh for the love of- just get in the damn bed already!” the Heart princess hissed.
Raya doesn’t even know why she’s so pissed off about the Fang princess is saying, but she is! Ugh! Drunk Namaari is a damn nightmare!
Namaari huffed and glared at her before she decided to cooperate at long last. Raya let out a sigh of pure relief and patiently waited for the other woman to make her little walk to the bed. The Fang warrior threw off the covers, crawled right in, and yanked them right back over.
“Goodnight. Don’t do anything stupid,” Raya scowled as she started heading to the bathroom to blow out the candles.
“I don’t understand why you don’t like it when I’m being nice. You certainly didn’t like it when I was mean either. What do I have to do to get you to like being around me?” Namaari hopelessly mumbled into the pillow.
Raya froze and turned back to see how sad Namaari looked. The Heart princess sighed when found herself actually tearing up at the comment. She quickly wiped her eyes to walk over to where the Fang princess lay and put a comforting hand on Namaari’s exposed arm.
“Oh, don’t get me wrong. I appreciate everything you’ve said to me tonight. I think that you’re very sweet, I just wish you were sober,” Raya sadly told her. She cleared her throat and moved to stand back up again before the Fang woman reached out and grabbed her wrist.
“Can you just stay with me tonight? Please? At least until I fall asleep?” Namaari asked sheepishly.
Raya internally debated the idea for a couple seconds before she relented. She had definitely gotten too harsh with Namaari at the end and felt pretty bad about it, so might as well grant her this little request. Good thing there’s no way she’d remember it in the morning.
“Alright, scooch over, I’ll lay on top of the blanket,” Raya said, smiling a bit when Namaari beamed up at her shimmied to the side to make room for her.
The Heart princess sighed in pure bliss when she allowed her muscles to relax on the bed. Even laying on the covers is so comfortable. What do they use for the beds? She’d ask someone about it later.
A strong arm poked out from beneath the covers and wrapped around her waist, pulling Raya closer to the woman that’s been tormenting her all night.
“You know, you’re very clingy princess,” Raya yawned.
“And you’re a very rude princess. Now silence, I thought I was supposed to be going to sleep,” Namaari murmured, nuzzling her face into Raya’s shoulder.
Okay, this is fine. She’s just getting a little cuddly, no biggie. Just need ignore the blush and erratic heart beat that’s popped up for like the twentieth time that night. Now Raya is playing the waiting game until Namaari passes out for good.
Within about ten minutes, the Fang woman’s breathing pattern had changed to show she was certainly asleep. Raya slowly sat up to roll out of bed but was stopped when she felt the arm still wrapped around her. The Heart princes furrowed her brows and tried to move for a second time but once again felt Namaari’s arm tighten around her.
Shit.
After everything Raya has endured tonight, she has to deal with this. She looked up at the ceiling hopelessly while she tried thinking of what to do from here.
Option one is manage to continue to fight against Namaari’s arm which would inevitably wake her up and Raya didn’t know if she had the mental capacity to deal with Namaari’s wasted ass for a second time. Option two is to accept defeat by sleeping right where she was.
Raya scrunched her nose in thought and ended up with going for option two. The Heart princess will just tell her friend that she was responsible for getting Namaari to her room safely and she happened to fall asleep. They’ve had sleep overs before so it wouldn’t be weird. It’s not like either of their clothes were off so the Fang woman wouldn’t be panicked or anything. There’s also the fact that Raya is laying on top of the blankets. That should be enough to deter any worries Namaari may have when she wakes up.
With that thought in mind, the Heart woman closed her eyes and waited for sleep to take her away. Physically, she was exhausted but her mind was a whole other story. She’s admittedly pretty jealous of the fact that sleep came so easily to Namaari and that the Fang woman would have no memory of this night.
With any luck, Raya will also wake up the next morning and forget this ever happened.
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Man or Woman ?
Context :
Raya is traveling to Talon, she is accompanied by Long, their second child who is around 6-7 years old.
She learns that there are some shady guys who are plotting to put into circulation a liquid, a magic drug with dangerous effects. Before obviously informing the council and the dragons, she decides to go and collect information.
Part 1 ?
In the evening, when Long has been in bed, she slips away from the palace. But that was without counting the fact that Long decided to follow her.
Upon arriving, Long comes across a noisy neighborhood. A woman approaches the child and asks him what he is doing there. To which he replies that he is looking for his Má.
The woman gives him an embarrassed smile, and tells him that they will look for her but she will probably be busy.
When Long asks what's going on here, the woman replies that it's a place where adults come to relax and have fun.
- Long: Like massages?
- Woman 1: Yes, like massages, but for adults. People are very tense. Here people forget their worries and worries without being judged.
- Long: So you're doing them a favor?
- Woman 1: That's right, that's our job.
- Long: That's great!
The woman just smiled, not wanting to say more to the child, thinking that it was better that he knew only that.
1 hour later Long sees his mother come out of a room in the company of a woman, who gives her a warm kiss on thé cheek.
- Woman 2: I hope you got what you wanted, don't hesitate to come back whenever you want, it will always be a pleasure.
- Raya: I won't fail, good b-
- Woman 1: So Raya? We come to say hello and you hide from us that you have children?
- Raya: Ho hel- *sees Long* WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE !
- Woman 1: That's what I would like to know too. That you come to visit us is one thing but I found your child just in the street..
- Raya who feels the anger rising in her: LOOOOONG!!!! What's the-
- Long: Why did you leave the palace when I was falling asleep?
- Raya *sighs somewhat annoyed*: Long, listen Má has work to do and this is for the grown-ups. It's clearly not a place for children... I don't want you to walk around Talon alone and especially at this hour, it can be dangerous...
- Woman 1 *laughs*: You behave like a responsible mother but it's not very responsible to abandon your son to visit us...
- Raya: I would have preferred not to remember what snake tongue you can be!
- Woman 1: Hooo come on Raya, I know you love it, it's not if I had taught you almost everything
- Raya: Come on, Long, we're leaving, and no, don't look to the sides, straight ahead!
- Woman 1: Goodbye Raya, I love you, see you soon!
- Raya: For your funeral!
Once back in Fang, Long couldn't resist telling his Ma about his "little secret".
Namaari rushed to find her wife to have a "talk"
She finds her wife training with Nur.
- Namaari: BINTURI, COME BACK!
The other two turn around, but namaari only stares at Raya with a murderous gaze.
- Namaari: Not you, the other binturi, she said in an icy tone
- Raya: Please my morning glow, leave us with your mother, I think we have a few scores to settle.
Nur slips away glaring at his other mother.
- Raya: Need a little fight to relax đẹp lạ?
Without a word Namaari positioned herself on guard, sticks of Kalis in hand ready to do battle.
As soon as the fight has started, Raya understands that Namaari is clearly not in a training perspective but just venting her rage... she parries but is worried about the surge of violence.
- Raya: Calm down!
Namaari sweeps her to the ground, Raya falling with all her weight and feeling the air escaping from her lungs under the impact... She barely has time to come to her senses when Namaari straddles her and holds her arms firmly wrists above her head, eyes burning with anger.
- Raya: Namaari, let go of me, you're hurting me!
- Namaari: I DON'T CARE!
- Raya: HAVE YOU LOST YOUR HEAD? IT'S ME RAYA! WHAT'S INTO YOU?
- Namaari: WHY?!
- Raya: Why what?
- Namaari: DON'T BE INNOCENT YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT
- Raya: It seems so obvious, is it obvious? Hell, Namaari, what's going on?
- Namaari: I know about Talon, Long told me everything!
- Raya: What?
- Namaari: You, you... It disgusts me, but what annoys me even more is that our child, my son was in a brothel, alone while you were quietly having a good time!
- Raya: WHAT?!
- Namaari: STOP BEING THE SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T KNOW !!!
- Raya: Seriously, do you think I was going there for that?! RELEASE ME BINTURI !!!
- Namaari: WHY??? WHY WILL I DO THIS?
- Raya: How do you want me to explain things to you if you pin me to the ground and you treat me like your enemy! I'M YOUR WIFE, NAMAARI! YOUR WIFE !
Namaari seemed to come to her senses, seeing Raya's angry and hurt face...pinned forcefully beneath her.
Raya wasn't physically struggling...she was just waiting for Namaari to release her. Namaari feels the guilt rising inside her and releases it, shifting to the side
Raya sits up and rubs her wrists
- Raya: Seriously do you think I cheated on you?
- Namaari: People don't go there by chance... She said, her voice filled with sadness
- Raya: Indeed, people don't go there by chance, she answered dryly! But I didn't go for what you think
Namaari let her continue
- Raya: Namaari the woman I saw would be your mother's age if she were still with us... And she was clearly not my style
Namaari gave a bitter grin.
- Raya: I know this Maari environment, you may have forgotten it but I told you, after the return of Druun, I found refuge in Talon and was collected there for two years. They taught me to survive. I owe them a lot, you know. I can count on them when needed. I also know that's where you can get all the info you want it's all about knowing how to do it, but I know them enough to have some straight passes.
- Namaari: What did you need?
- Raya: Informations, concerning a drug network which is set up, it is about something serious.
- Namaari: It wasn't safe
- Raya: These places are safer than you think.
- Namaari: I'm talking about Long
- Raya: Hoooo him... What a petty little dragon! I didn't know he had followed me, I would never have taken him with me, I thought he was sleeping peacefully at the palace. I let you imagine surprised when I was about to leave and I saw him there.
After this exchange Raya left and didn't say a word to Namaari, avoiding her, eating the furthest away from her. In the evening, Namaari was in their, as she was going to bed, her wife came in, going to get her night things.
- Namaari: You took your time...
- Raya: My bed wasn't going to make itself.
- Namaari frowned forming the serlot line on her forehead.
- Raya: No I'm not sleeping with you tonight
- Namaari: you -
- Raya: I go to the guest rooms... Sorry Maari, but I can't sleep next to the woman I married who doesn't trust me because she has her own trust issues , it's hurtful, and I'm not talking about my wrists.
- Namaari: I am sincerely sorry. Will you forgive me?
- Raya: time for the wounds to heal...
When Raya was leaving with her namaari things, she called out to her.
- Namaari: I love you, đẹp lạ.
Raya sighed then crossed the door and closed it, leaving in response to the tender and desperate words of her wife, a deafening silence.
For his parts, Long was in bed thinking about the "strange" people he had seen in Talon and his mother's words. This woman who looked like a man.
But who according to her mother was indeed a woman despite the fact that Long was sure she had a slight beard, and above all a very deep voice.
According to her Má, she was a woman, but when she was little people were mistaken because she looked like what one expects of a boy and simply believed that she was a boy and therefore gave her a boy's name... But sometimes it's not always so obvious.
Long wondered if he really knew the world? Are the adults wrong? And what does it mean to be a girl, to be a boy? What does it mean to feel like a girl or to feel like a boy? He wants to understand... A new feeling is born in him, from the discovery of a stranger, which causes something mysterious to resonate in him.
It was thus that Long went to bed.
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