She Who Dwells On The Purple Star

"What do you desire?"

.....

His words echoed into her mere existence. It rang like a church bell on a Saturday. His words could be interpreted in multiple ways. Each person would perceive a different meaning from it.

Neith opened her mouth to respond but nothing came out.

What did she truly desire…..?

She couldn't deny Amethyst's analysis of her character. If anything, she was terrified that he was too accurate. She was just as he had said.

Neith gulped as she knew her answer to his question might be a defining moment in her life.

After a while, she acknowledged her inner self, "I seek strength....I seek power because I want power. No other inclinations!"