"Then what?" Elira asked, her voice laced with curiosity.
Argider paused.
Should she really explain? How could she?
After all, how could she even put into words that she'd been cursed to live in a state where she was dominated by her wives? Or that, until she redeemed herself, she'd lost her manhood completely?
It was ridiculous.
Here she was, still trying to get used to her new body, still not sure if she considered herself truly a woman.
The whole situation was, frankly, a confusing mess. Sometimes it stressed her out so much, she could barely keep it together.
"It's a curse..." she admitted quietly.
"So you got cursed to be pregnant?" Elira asked, brows furrowed in disbelief.
"No..." Argider averted her gaze, her cheeks flushing. "I'll get pregnant from my wives..."
There was an awkward silence, one that stretched on a little too long.
