Letting All My Insecurity Devour Me In Certainty

"Are YOU okay?" Shuule stammered, feeling Set freeze up like he was about to have a heart attack. His eyes had drawn down from her face to her breasts, which at first she had just assumed he was being crude, but now worried, she glanced down at her own bare chest.

"Oh!"

Now she saw it - the spousal mark. A black, intricate serpent wound up her body like an S shape, its tail starting on her left breast, spiraling up over her chest, its head landing at the point of her sternum. In the center of the solid black snake were perfectly symmetrical red circles that crawled up the entire length.

She looked back up at her mate, grinning broadly. "I told you!" she exclaimed. "I don't know why you didn't believe me."

Set's mind spun, consumed with the thought that this was somehow a mistake, still. Even after all this time, the gifts, the gestures, her words of affirmation, it didn't matter.

"I just don't think I can explain how much this means," he said softly.