"I couldn't care less about what makes sense to you," he growled dangerously and immediately, almost interrupting her speech. K'nahli was derailing from what was truly important; it was making him more nervous than what he should be. Though, truth be told, anything could manage to put him in such a state right now, no matter how small.
"K'ile himself has told my sister that he'll challenge the Nunh tomorrow, that's what the feast is for."
The look in his burning eyes was as aggressive as his tone. His fists tightened once more. The next sentence felt like stabbing himself, right in an already open wound.
"K'nahli Yohko. Will you give yourself to the next Nunh if he succeeds?"
"K'ile himself has told my sister that he'll challenge the Nunh tomorrow, that's what the feast is for."
The look in his burning eyes was as aggressive as his tone. His fists tightened once more. The next sentence felt like stabbing himself, right in an already open wound.
"K'nahli Yohko. Will you give yourself to the next Nunh if he succeeds?"
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
