Chapter 101: Sinvaira
After a while, Wuthenya decided to stop thinking about her elder brother, the one who refused to share his secrets on how he grew so powerful so quickly. Her mind shifted to someone else entirely. Her lover. Her boyfriend.
Yes, Wuthenya Wargrave, the Second Moon, had a boyfriend.
Many across Crymora often misunderstood the traditions of the Wargrave family. Although it was true that none aside from the Primarch were allowed to birth descendants, it didn’t mean that the Suns, Moons, Elders, and Great Elders couldn’t have lovers or those they cared for.
They did not all die virgins. Every one of them had experienced romance, some with more than one partner. As long as none of them bore children, there was no violation of family law.
Right now, Wuthenya was thinking of her boyfriend. She hadn’t seen him nor spoken to him in over three days, ever since Asher’s True Awakening had begun. But now, she was returning to him.
’The moon and weather feel perfect for some late night sex,’ she thought to herself with a mischievous smile curling her lips.
"You seem to be deep in thought, Wuthenya," the maid who was guiding the Enduron horses spoke, noticing the clear shift in mood reflected on Wuthenya’s face.
This maid had served Wuthenya since birth. She was not just a servant; she was a quiet companion, a constant presence throughout Wuthenya’s life.
"Sigh... I was just thinking about my stupid brothers," Wuthenya replied, brushing strands of hair away from her face, "and also... about Mother."
"Well, from what you’ve told me, the First Sun and Tenth Sun are indeed monsters," the maid responded, her voice calm and familiar.
"Hoo... Are you saying I’m not on their level in terms of talent?" Wuthenya teased, casting a sideways smirk toward the front of the carriage.
The maid did not hesitate in her reply. "How could I dare say that? They are the ones beneath you."