Nellens Rache woke on the third dawn and rolled out of bed her head heart she had she remembered got very drunk the previous night & she was feeling it this morning, her mood was as foul as her head was wuzzy. Catching her face in the rooms full length mirror she checked habitually that she was still beautiful if tousled from her bed and her unrest full sleep. What was the problem, all right she had been such a disappointment to her family when she did not exalt but why was she such a failure she had tried to win Miyoxi Tiholu's attention the ungrateful peasant until she had convinced herself that he had been a dutiful husband but in love only had eyes for boys. She could have lived with that until he threw himself into the arms of that barbarian slut & why because she was an exalt Rache was sure of it because the slut was an exalt he would rut with the animal thought she had not the language the culture the education of her betters. Damn it for all Nellens Rache wasn't an exalt she was the barbarian sluts better, after all but for he exaltation the little sour faced nonentity wouldn't have even been noticed.
It got worse if the knowledge that the barbarian girl warmed Miyoxi Tiholu's bed and answered his peasants lust wasn't bad enough, She (Nellens Rache) had been foolish & made herself beautiful and practically thrown herself at the barbarian man & he had laughed at her she hatted them all & would have vengeance...... some how
Nellens Rache tugged the bell angrily & called the inn servants she needed to be prepared to face the day.
to be continued....
Ginger