we'll walk this city

Perhaps she felt more for people than she realised, perhaps playing second fiddle to Sefoni had taken its toll, perhaps Ambriel should have listened to her parents all those years ago. Whatever was happening, whatever Ambriel was struggling with, she tossed the thoughts aside when she was with Aidon, because of how badly she desired him.

She thought about saying that Aidon was the only master she needed, but then she didn’t want to speak ill of Elgar’nan, because Aidon did serve the man and she didn’t want a reason to possibly be punished for speaking down to the man that Aidon served, even if sometimes Elgar’nan gave her the heebie jeebies. She smiled and placed a hand on Aidon’s arm.

You serve him well, I hope I serve you even half as well. She wanted more, she’d always want more, but what else was she to do.