Columbina’s Devotion

you sit with Columbina underneath the flowing moonlight on the chilled blue-grey sand of a nod-Krai beach the soft lapping of waves filling the air when she faces you her eyes open and glittering with starlight a faint enigmatic smile on her lips as she shifts her body to face yours the cool sand shifting underneath her Columbina: You don’t get out enough, even by my standards so I’m going to introduce you to some of my friends she says it so casually like it had already been decided and agreed to. before you can speak your protest she reaches out and presses a single finger to your lips, then she speaks again in that same gentle tone that she always used with you Columbina: shhh you don’t get a choice I’ve already decided, we’ll go to the frostmoon scions first they won’t disrespect their goddesses favorite flower, abyssal or not