When the warriors went to rest and sober up, the children and elders prepared for the unavoidable battle.
To calmly prepare herself, Blue-amethyst left her daughter to her own father who is an elder on the night before.
Inside her own tent, she wore a shoulder leather peace and looked at the frowning Sandworm nakedly sitting at the edge of her bed.
"For the first time ever, I willingly brought you to my bed, I was ready to face your after sex's I love you' bullshit. But instead, once the did was done you couldn't be bothered to speak. You were really changed by her. In a good way."
Blue-amethyst sighed and looked up. "Thought she does like pillow talk "It isn't complete without it." she says."
Sandworm looked at her infatuated eyes.
The woman he coveted, the woman who despised him. He pursued, pleased, impressed. when all failed, he chose to use his authority and had her to himself. But it didn't change a thing. She despised him even more.
