Church of Leto

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Blessed Leto, bright daughter of Phoebe
and Coeus the wise, beloved of Zeus,
bearer of children mighty and fair

O best of mothers, O friend of mothers,
yours was a travail unlike any other,
a journey beset by sorrow and strife
 

O Leto,
O mother of gods, O goddess of mothers,
beautiful you are, great-hearted and kind.
I honor you always, O glorious one.

It is here, at the Church of Leto, that the community will gather once a week until the end of the month when a maiden will be called upon to sacrifice her chastity to a virile volunteer. All under the watchful eyes of our mother goddess Leto. The church honors fertility and motherhood, wanting to keep the populous of the island always thriving. With the responsibility of motherhood weighing heavily upon the bellies of our women, they play a cardinal role in Moony Lake. 

The church is nestled comfortably in the curve of the crescent-shaped lake that surrounds it. None are permitted to enter this lake for it contains powers not understood. 

 

Edited February 15, 2021 by Luno Asherah

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Indra glanced at his pocket watch, it was still half an hour until dawn. Sliding the watch under his waist band he looked at the mirror again, putting on his black robe. From head to toe, Indra's clothing did not have any little stain of dirt, or any purls; yet still, he turned around to check his back while fixing the braces of the long sleeves of his robe right above his wrists. The luxurious art of the Goddess Leto sewn into the braces and the front of his vest reflected his appreciation for finer things in life, especially fancy clothes. With an everlasting frown hanging on his lips, he turned towards the mirror again. Being satisfied with his outlook, he walked out of the room and came downstairs. Indra then approached the dining table, reaching for the jar of fairy rose honey. He scooped a tea spoon full of honey and closed his eyes in disgust as he put it in house mouth. The struggle was evident on his face as he tried to swallow it. Although he wasn't fond of the sweet taste, he didn't know any better way to prepare his vocal for the morning prayers.

It was close to dawn as Indra shuffled through the doors of the church. The candle lit hall was empty as he paced through the path in the middle of the benches until standing still in front of the altar. Like always, he started with lighting the candles right beneath Leto's sculpture. Putting the matchbox under his waist band, he brought out the watch the again. It was almost time, not more than a minute was left for the sun to rise. He quickly put back the watch, and raised his hands with closed eyes; preparing for the prayers. 

As the bell rang, Indra's voice was heard.

"A Ka Du'a

(O high one)

Tuf ur Biu

(May she be praised)

bi'i a'a chefu

(The one of great power)

Du'du nur a' fa'an nuteru

(The spirit of great dignity who places fear of herself among the Gods)"

Indra's enchanting voice echoed in the walls of the church. For the depth of his voice, it sounded more of a grim ritual than an actual prayer.

Edited February 17, 2021 by Nafarman

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Fausta had been sound asleep after her eventful night of meditation. She didn't even finish combing her hair. As much was evident by the way the pearlescent item had stuck in her curls while she was sleeping. Not much could pull her out of her slumber, not the chill of the morning, nor the early calls of the mourning dove. Many had found it a chore to even think of getting her up on time. And yet, nothing could bring her out of such catatonia like the sound of Indra's voice. After a bit of fussing and attempts to stay asleep, she was resigned to finally getting out of bed. Damn that Indra.

The priestess straightened out her silk night gown and carefully removed the comb from her hair. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes, rinsed her face and hands in a washbowl on the night stand, and pulled her cloak around her shoulders. The item was made of soft cashmere, dyed navy blue with glittering gold and silver thread embroidered to make the night sky. A simple circular pin held the garment closed around her shoulders. With a yawn, she finally exited her quarters and made her way to the church. Indra's voice grew louder as she approached the heavy wooden doors. In an effort to be as quiet as possible, Fausta slowly opened the heavy oaken door and tiptoed her way in. Though she was in her twenties, and a priestess to boot, she did hold on to her child like habits.

Fausta held the edges of her cloak open, revealing the image of Leto woven into the inner lining. Each little silent step brought her closer until she was standing right behind him. Without much flair, she slowly began to close her roomy cloak around Indra. "Good morning, Brother...~"

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Indra was familiar with Fausta's such behaviors, he felt her presence in the hall but he continued with the prayers. Once he was done, he slowly opened his eyes, and found himself under Fausta's cloak. A soft smile curved up on his lips as he turned around to face her, "Good morning, Lady Fausta, did you sleep well?" he said with a gentle tone, resting one hand on her waist while gently touching her cheek with the back of the wrist of the other hand. His hues silently roamed around Fausta's face, until coming still on hers, "Let me assume, you slept late last night again?" Indra said, gently caressing down from her cheek to her chin with the back of his index. "You are going to get dark circles under your gorgeous eyes at this rate, Lady Fausta," he whispered.

Although it was dawn, the dark was yet to go away. The hall was still mostly dark except for the few candles and Indra was alone with Fausta. Their shadows stretched up on the other side of the wall, on a golden background from the candle lights. Indra moved closer, as his finger moved from her chin to the back of her ear, dragging the fringe of hair from above her eyes along with it, "What kept you up last night? Has anything been bothering you?"

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Fausta chuckled softly and subtly moved into his touch as he caressed her face. The two of them were quite close, having grown up in the church together. Only she had been destined to become the High Priestess. While she very much enjoyed her role, she wished she had more room for leisurely activities. But she couldn't argue that time spent with an old friend was more fulfilling. Her hazel eyes locked onto his as she stood silently. After a few moments, she gently brushed his hands away, smirking as she took her place beside him. The priestess now kneeled before the statue of the goddess. "Nothing so bothersome as a chantry priest chanting this morning." She teased. "I'm just a bit of a night owl it seems. I've never fared well in the morning. Thank the goddess for your arrival. I may have slept 'til noon..." 

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"That's how I remember you," Indra said with the soft smile still hanging on his expression, "Nothing ever could tire out your mind early enough, for your eyes to rest properly. But I can't help worrying for you Lady Fausta." Indra sounded genuinely concerned, his eyes were still at the back of her head, then slid down along the bends of her navy blue cloak; as she was saying her prayers. "Perhaps, I should move back into the church. I could give you a reason to come to bed earlier," The smile slowly turned into a smirk as Indra folded his arm against his chest; waiting for Fausta to finish her prayers.

Edited February 17, 2021 by Nafarman

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Fausta sighed softly. It was much too early to be even discussing any of this. But she would take it into consideration while she said her prayers. It would be lovely to have Indra back in the church. It was boring there without him as she had no one to talk to at night. No one to snuggle with. But, ugh, he'd be waking her up even earlier then, now wouldn't he? There were pros and cons to this arrangement, but in the end, the good outweighed the bad, and the woman could do with a warm body around here. Fausta finished her prayer by tracing a crescent along her brow and rising to her feet. Her eyes moved along his body, giving Indra a good once over before she smirked and began leaving the church. "Very well, if it will get you to stop your fussing. You're welcome to live here, I suppose...if it's not too shabby for you." The lady combed her fingers through her bangs and looked over her shoulder at him. "Come, Indra. I want to take a bath before breakfast." 

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Indra's eyes widened a little, as well as his smile. He did not expect Lady Fausta to invite him into the church again right away, but he was excited and happy. "Please don't embarrass me, the church was never shabby." Indra said, looking down with a coy smile. "I shall move in by this evening, Lady Fausta; I just need to bring my closet and some other things from home." It had become a habit for Indra to watch over Fausta like a guardian angel, for how they grew up together. The fact he was getting the opportunity to watch over her like old days really made him pleased and he was really looking forward to it.

"Come with you? Um, well.. of course!" Indra got a little flustered hearing bath, but he followed right away. It had been a while they spent any good time together, bathing and such were out of the question. He caught up with Fausta quickly and began walking by her side, "So, what would you like for breakfast, Lady Fausta?"

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"Well, if you're here, you may as well keep me company, yes?" The priestess returned to her room with Indra in tow. It was a rather spacious room, with a large window that would let in enough light to illuminate the room when the sun was out. For now, she kept the curtains drawn and operated by the light of a few candles she had begun to light. A double bed was tucked in the corner, the curtains of the canopy tied out of the way. A circular rug with the symbol of Leto took up the majority of the floor, and saved the priestess from having to spend another frosty moment barefoot on the stone floor. The final piece of furniture was a simple oak night stand with her hand mirror and pearl comb atop it.

A church maid had the foresight to begin heating water when she'd heard Indra's voice. At least it meant that Fausta could expect to have a hot bath. A wooden basin lined with soft linen had even been placed near the fireplace while she was out. Another maid approached her while the first filled the basin, but Fausta just simply waved her off. Instead, she turned to Indra, raising her head the slightest bit and slightly pushing out her chest. It would seem that she was expecting Indra to undress her himself. "Ahem. Don't dawdle, Brother Indra. My bath will get colder before we know it." 

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"Well of course, Lady Fausta; I am happy to do so." Indra said with a smile as he followed her into her room. He had been to this room before, more than just a couple of time. He noticed the changes in the interiors, it did remind him of the little things that Fausta would like. Indra was looking around the room as the maids were doing there work. His attention was brought back to her Fausta spoke. Indra was quite shook from the request, as he swallowed nervously, but then approached her as the smile appeared on his expressions again. He had been wanting her for a while, and he had the feeling perhaps Fausta wanted the same. Now it was getting clear to him.

"My apologies," Indra first gently slid off the cloak and carefully put it down on the night stand. A heavy breath escaped from him as he approached to undress her out of her night gown. He absolutely adored how the cloth felt over her soft flesh, fueling his desire to feel her bare skin. He gently removed the gown from her, and discovered how she was wearing no undergarments. He couldn't take his eyes off her, no words came out of his mouth for a good few moments; as he admired her beauty dearly, caressing each curves of her glory with his gaze, "You have grown into such a gorgeous woman, Lady Fausta. May the Goddess bless you more." he whispered as his gaze slowly followed up from the cleavage of her ample breasts to her eyes.

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Fausta took no shame in being admired up close. Why should she? Blessed by the goddess herself with such a shapely body, the priestess had nothing to be ashamed of. Her body was filled out in a natural hourglass shape. She boasted a heavy, larger than average bust witha soft, plush bottom that gave way to a slight jiggle when she walked. She shifted her weight to one hip as she waited for Indra to make eye contact with her again. With a slight tilt of her head, Fausta gently brushed the side of her hand against Indra's face. "Thank you, Indra~ You've become quit handsome yourself. Not quite the scruffy choir boy anymore, are we?" 

And with that, Fausta sauntered over to the tub. With the help of a maid, she stepped into the deep tub and leaned back against the side of it. "To answer your earlier question...for breakfast I would just like jam and bread. Perhaps a bit of ham and two poached eggs as well. But let the help handle that, won't you?" Fausta grinned as she looked at him still dressed. "Will you be joining me in the bath? Or would you rather watch me bathe...like some kind of heathen~"   

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Indra noticed how Fausta had left out the 'brother' while addressing him. It made him feel closer to her. He smirked feeling her gentle caress against his cheek as he didn't break the eye contact, "I thought you would never notice," he softly said, rubbing his cheek against her palm. As she turned, Indra's gaze slowly traveled down her spine before coming still on her toned butt. He couldn't help but biting his bottom lip a little as she walked, the cheeks jiggled side to side enticingly. He took a few steps towards the tub while she was submerging herself in the warm water.

"I guess I could do that, it just became a habit for me too make breakfast every morning." Indra said gently before turning to one of the maids, "Please bring me some wine, and grape, if it's not too inconvenient." As he was talking, he heard Fausta's invitation to join her in the bath. He didn't turn to look at her, but a smirk curved up on the edge of his lips; displaying a portion of his fine white teeth. "Bring us two glasses please, make haste. The water won't stay warm forever." He demanded before turning towards Fausta, "Well I wouldn't mind either," He said before pacing towards the bed. There he put down gown first, making sure it didn't purl up any where. He then slowly took off his robe, following it with taking off his vest, then the belt and his skirt. He put them all down on the bed, while his back was completely open for Fausta's eyes.

Indra wasn't the most muscular man, but he was graciously fit. Not too thin, nor too fat. He had wide shoulders and chest. His stomach well toned, a thin line of hair on his pale tummy divided the fading lines of his abs. From the sides of his abdomen a fine V led down to his well endowed member, that probably could make any man envious. Not so surprisingly, Indra was half erect. How could he not be, with Fausta being in front of him without a single thread on her body. He approached the tub with slow paces so his member wouldn't bounce like a mischievous goatling. "You seem distracted, Lady Fausta" Indra said, grinning a little as he got into the water, taking his seat beside the high priestess.

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Fausta watched him as he undressed. There was no denying that she found Indra attractive. In all their years of friendship, she had watched him become a scrawny little thing to a strong man in her flock. As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Such was the case when Indra had moved out- a choice that Fausta could never have made. Perhaps, with his return, she might not be so restless at night. The thought made her smirk before she was pulled from her thoughts. "Hm? Oh, no...not distracted." She moved aside to allow him to get into the tub with her. "Just focused..." Though she had always prided herself on her restraint, the sight of him as he descended into the water made her whole body flush.

Once Indra seemed settled, the priestess quietly leaned over and rested her chin on his shoulder, her hand gently grasping onto the other. "When you move back in, it will be almost just as when we were kids. Well...not entirely. But I'll finally have someone to talk to. Better than talking to myself at night at least." She chuckled. 

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"Focused? May I ask on what?" His gaze moved with her hand then came back to her eyes feeling her chin on his shoulder. He could feel one of her soft breasts pressing against his chest as Fausta moved closer to him. A glimpse of bewitchment emerged on his expressions as his body moved on its own to rest his forehead against hers. The arm behind her slowly wrapped around her back, as he pulled her little closer with great affection.

"Of course things are not gonna be entirely the same. Our desires branch out with time, and so does our memories of a fond one." Indra's breathes were getting heavier, as he spoke being so close to Fausta's alluring face, "I know mine did, and some branches are yet to be green," his dark eyes were still at Fausta's hazel hues. Indra suddenly felt the boundary of her being the high priestess lifted off from them, and the person in front of him was only Fausta, his dear Fausta. "Did you miss me, while I was gone?" He whispered with a tone so heavy from all the unsaid words, unexpressed sentiments weighing on them.

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"Oh that's a secret~." She giggled, always in a playful mood it seemed. But her smile softened when she felt his arm around her. Did she miss him, he asked. "Now what kind of question is that? Of course I missed you, Indie~ Even if you do live close by. I don't know why you ever decided to leave." She pouted. Fausta reached up and twirled a lock of his hair around her finger. Her hand trailed down the side of his face as she took him in. "You won't leave me again...will you, Indra?" She spoke softly as she moved to the front of him, draping her arms over his shoulders. Her breasts were more firmly pressed against him and the heat of his body prickled her skin with goosebumps. 

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A soft smile curved up on Indra's lips for the feelings were mutual. "I wonder myself." He whispered, while his hues followed her hand to his hair, then slid down her arm slowly, moving down to her bosom, hidden against chest. The gaze then spiralled up, kissing her collarbone, each goosebumps on her neck and came still on her huffed lips, "Leto's will, maybe She wanted to show us something we wouldn’t see otherwise." he whispered, as his eyes locked on hers and the hand slowly caressed up her side.

Feeling her move, Indra picked her momentum, and pulled her over him; making her straddle on top of him. As her hold got tighter, Indra pulled her closer. He could feel her arousal on her shiver body, her erecting nipples against his chest as no words came out. His breathes heated up. Indra quietly moved in and pressed his lips against hers. The lips moved slowly but kept pressing deeply against hers as Indra inhaled a sharp breath. The pleasure overwhelmed his senses, halting any other thoughts he might have. Slowly his lips were closing on Fausta's upper lip until his desires flashed and he suckled on her top lip longingly, "I would never... For my own peace, I need you," he whispered against her lips, closing his eyes before kissing her again, and kept kissing her.

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Fausta's eyes slowly closed as she was kissed. Her heart thumped hard in her chest as a fire burned in her loins. In this new position, she felt his semi-erected shaft under her. As their lips parted, she began to grind her hips against his, hinting that she'd like to proceed further with this. "Perhaps you are right. Of everyone, I'm glad that the goddess had plans for us." She said with a smirk. Fausta moved in for another kiss before she heard the door to the room open. There was a maid with  a tray of the food and wine requested, but another who looked like she'd just run a mile. The priestess sighed and sat up, crossing her arms. "What is it?" 

"P-Priestess. Apologies for the...interruption. But there's a villager nearing the lake." The maid uttered quickly. 

Fausta sighed heavily and rose up to her feet. The breathless old maid grabbed a towel and approached her superior quickly to assist her out of the tub. "It seems we'll have to continue this fun another time, Indra." The water from her body was quickly dried off of her while the other maid in the room put the food down and rushed to grab something for the priestess to wear. Her skin was anointed with chamomile scented oils, one of her favorites that she always made sure to order when it came time to make requests for imports. he same maid that had left returned with all of the necessary layers. A bright white smock with golden embroidery along the square neckline was worn beneath a powder blue silk petticoat that ended an inch above the ground. Fausta did her best to assist with the lacing of the item before being laced tightly into a dark blue kirtle. Finally, her favorite part had arrived. She looked positively giddy as she slipped into the midnight blue gown. It was embroidered with different sizes of gold stars. Pearls dotted the bodice front to back. Fausta took over the final part of getting dressed after her stockings and slippers were put on. Her hair was tucked into a pearl-studded net, leaving her bangs to be neatly combed over her forehead. Simple pearl earrings dangled from her ears. She took a look at herself in the floor mirror across from the door and smiled. At last, she was ready. "Will you accompany me to greet this mysterious villager, Brother?" She asked, not taking her eyes off of herself as she adjusted whatever needed to be fixed on her outfit. 

Edited February 19, 2021 by Luno Asherah

[Nafarman]

Indra moved his head closer as she started to grind. His member was erecting; assuming its position in between Fausta's ample and round butt cheeks. His hands roamed their way to her butt and gripped a firm hold while his body was burning from desire. It was getting increasingly hard for him to hold the breathes, but the sensations felt far too better for him to pull back her sweet lips. As she pulled back to whisper, Indra took the time to catch his breathes, "She knows the best, dear." Indra whispered, and moved back in with her to feel her lips again but that's when the maids hurried in. Annoyance colored his expressions, as they were interrupted.

Indra listened through the conversation quietly, and slowly a the annoyance of earlier was replaced with frustration. "Who is the low life? We do not have visitors in the village right now. Who dared to get close to the lake?" He asked the maid. The frustration was evident in his disgruntled tone, as Fausta got out of the tub. But as he spoke to Fausta, his tone changed again, "So it appears" he heaved a little sigh. Before getting out of the water as well. As the maids were assisting Fausta to get dressed, he approached the one who was standing there with towels. After quickly drying his torso, he wrapped the towel around his crotch, walking over to the bed to grab his clothes.

Indra was getting easily distracted, while Fausta was getting dressed. It was as if, everything was adding to her beauty and at the same time, she was just as beautiful without them. A soft smile played up on his lips again, watching her getting all happy about the midnight blue gown. Indra then dressed up rather quickly before handing back the wet towel to the maid, "You will have to pardon me this time, Lady Fausta. I will have packing to do, but I shall have a talk with him later." Indra stood up, and stepped close to her; standing behind as she was looking at herself on the mirror.

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Fausta quirked a brow when he turned her down. She was a bit disappointed that she would have to go on her own, but he was right. There was much packing and unpacking for him to do, and the more he delayed, the longer it would take for him to come home. She turned to him and gently adjusted his vest, straightening it out a bit. "Well I do hope to see you sooner rather than later. And once we're alone again, we can pick up where we left off~" Even with her heels on, she had to stand on her toes to be able to reach enough to kiss him. Her lips encompassed his for a few moments before she pulled away, biting his lower lip and giving him a bit of a tug. Nothing else was said as she smirked and walked past him, leaving her room and soon after, the church. 

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"I will be thinking of you," Indra whispered, while his gaze moved along with Fausta's hand on his vest. One of his arms wrapped around her waist as she raising on the tip of her toe, while the other gently rested on the cape of her neck. He leaned in and kissed her back, just as passionately with his eyes closing down again. Indra vigorously followed her lead, as their lips danced with the rhythm of their heartbeats. Indra halted his breathes, with his eyes still closed as Fausta pulled back with a tug on his lower lip. He didn't open his eyes, fearing he may not be able to restrain himself from bedding Fausta, if he was to see her face now. Hearing her walking past him, Indra finally opened his eyes, and his body moved on its own to look at her. His eyes were burning with passion, as he heaved a little sigh when Fausta left the room.

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Edited February 19, 2021 by Nafarman

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[Continued from the streets]

"Hundreds? Really?" Alphonso acted surprised. Fausta hadn't changed even a little bit since she was a little girl. At least she hadn't around him. He pulled her a little closer to his chest as she leaned towards him. "Don't worry the dogs won't bother you, I will keep them away from the church" he added with a slight chuckle.

They were pacing through the street rather casually, as if they were just some ordinary people. "It indeed is to my eyes, you shouldn't skip your meals dear, maintaining the church isn't an easy task." He said before pausing. He seemed to be thinking about the intentions a little. The man was a sheriff after all. If he wanted to abuse the power of his position, he would have much more advantage than any other common people in the village. "Foreigners always seem to be very curious about the lake, I will think of something don't worry about it." He said reassuringly as they were reaching the entrance of the church. "Trust me, Fausta, it wasn't exactly easy for her. She was strong enough to not let it show to most people. I am sure that's how the other people perceive you." He squeezed her soft arm dearly, trying to ease her. Alphonso went quiet afterwards however. It was evident he missed the late high priestess just as much.

As they were entering the halls of the church, Alphonso noticed Fausta's maids were rushing to the scene, like their usual duty; even though it hadn't been much long since she had left the church. He slowly moved his hand away from around her, letting her perform her formalities. It was necessary to keep the maids at their places.

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"Maintaining the church isn't the hardest part, at least. It's getting everyone to stay away from the lake. The foregners are much too curious, I agree. Wouldn't be such an issue if they weren't beginning to make the rest of them so curious as well." She used Alphonso to keep herself balanced while a maid came to switch out her slippers to comfortable house shoes. She didn't like to track dirt everywhere, even if she was outside but a few minutes. Fausta washed her hands in a dish and pat them dry. Once Alphonso had done the same, she led them back to her room where she'd told the servants to set up breakfast. Her request was simple as she'd just wanted toast and a few eggs with a glass of juice. It was a relatively simple meal in comparison to what even the maids ate. A table was brought into the room, set with a white tablecloth and two place settings. The priestess watched them work and sat on her bed while she waited for everything to be set. "So...tell me, Alphonso...have you given any more thought to finding a wife? You're a member of the church and yet you have no children." 

Edited March 4, 2021 by Luno Asherah

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Alphonso kept an arm strongly wrapped around Fausta's waist, as she was changing out of her shoes. "Leave it to me, I will take care of it. Only focus on the prayers and other things dear." He said reassuringly as a maid approached him with a pot to wash his hands. He waited until Fausta was done with her shoes then he approached his hands, rinsing them with water and splashing some of the water on his face. While drying his hands, Alphonso followed the high priestess to her room.

It's been a while he had entered this room. A smell of nostalgia took over his senses, reminding him of the steamy hours he had spent with the priestess here, when she was two years younger. The memories drew a heavy sigh from him. The man leaned against the foot board as Fausta sat on the bed. "Hmmm?" Alphonso snapped out of his thoughts hearing her voice. He chuckled a little before moving closer to her spot and sitting beside her on the bed. "Why would I have to marry to have children?" Alphonso whispered, gently caressing Fausta's cheek. "You know dear, you are becoming more and more like your late mother, as if she gave birth to herself." A smile curved up on his lips as his fingers traced down to her chin, his eyes locking on to her hues.

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Fausta felt the spot next to her sink when Alphonso moved closer, causing her to lean into him a bit more. His question did leave her fumbling for the right words. It was a decent inquiry- even her own mother wasn't married when she was conceived. Her cheeks heated up in that way when she didn't know what to say. Her skin tingled at his touch. She and Alphonso, despite their more familial dynamic, had always had a bit of an odd relationship. He'd watched her grow, and yet, there were countless times when they've found themselves in eachothers company. He always mentioned how much she looked like her mother. Perhaps it was the reason why he was attracted to her in the first place.  

"W-Well...I..." It was always hard to say no to him. That face...that body...anyone should be so lucky as she to be in bed with him. She was nearly forgetting what she was intending to tell him. "I was th-thinking that I might...m-marry Indra?" She said, working hard to get the words out. Fausta swallowed as her hand trailed up to Alphonso's chest. The priestess gently slid her hand around the back of his neck and pulled his face a little closer to hers. "What do you think?" 

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The words pulled on his strings. As much as Alphonso was happy to hear that she was thinking about settling down, he was having troubles to accept their relationship wouldn't be the same anymore. Fausta was his treasure, and time had come for him to give up his possession over her. As her hand softly hooked behind his neck, he turned to the maids for a moment. "Please excuse us," he calmly said. As the maids were leaving, he leaned closer. A warm smile bloomed on his lips as he looked back into her hues, his hand gently sliding down to her throat. While the other fingers rested gently against the side of her neck, the thumb softly spread against the chin. "That's an excellent decision, dear. But why the hesitation? Are you concerned about Indra's character?" he asked, the tip of his thumb gently caressing the outer curve of her bottom lip.

It would be hard for any men, to keep their control around Fausta. On top of that, now Alphonso was alone in the room with her. He could feel his desire for her flashing in him, the memories and the closeness, the caress of her warm breathes against his chest as they were so close, was only fueling it further. "Although..." Alphonso suddenly spoke, "I will miss waking up and smelling like you the days after full moon." as he was speaking his free hand wrapped around her waist, gently caressing down to her thigh as they scooted closer to each other. The breakfast was getting cold, and they both seemed not to care for it.