[Hayame has a lot more things to worry about than a demon in her head- As ridiculous as that sentence would sound to her if posed.
Once upon a time, she had been cold as ice and hard as stone. It had been an act, yes, but she'd been very good at it. She'd had to be, if she ever wanted to be sold as a warrior. The temperamental, the rebellious, the hard-to-handle were made into Armless, broken to the saddle, or consigned to the breeding stalls. And it had been easy to present that facade when she'd been in control, when she'd understand how the world worked.
In Horos... In Kenos... She hasn't been in control of a single thing, and that included her emotions. At first, she doesn't even notice the demon's presence in her head, after she'd purged his taste from her stomach and throat. Over time, though... She realizes it might not be her going insane. And when a sickly familiar voice is let into her head uninvited-]
Get out- !
[... It's to the mental equivalent of slappy hands and a door slam. If only that worked in communion with those a dryad had bound together.]
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Once upon a time, she had been cold as ice and hard as stone. It had been an act, yes, but she'd been very good at it. She'd had to be, if she ever wanted to be sold as a warrior. The temperamental, the rebellious, the hard-to-handle were made into Armless, broken to the saddle, or consigned to the breeding stalls. And it had been easy to present that facade when she'd been in control, when she'd understand how the world worked.
In Horos... In Kenos... She hasn't been in control of a single thing, and that included her emotions. At first, she doesn't even notice the demon's presence in her head, after she'd purged his taste from her stomach and throat. Over time, though... She realizes it might not be her going insane. And when a sickly familiar voice is let into her head uninvited-]
Get out- !
[... It's to the mental equivalent of slappy hands and a door slam. If only that worked in communion with those a dryad had bound together.]