“Hey… When do you think she’s coming…” A Chaise Lounge made of rugged gold sits in the middle of a white marble room, numerous stairs lead off it. It looks as if it was dripped upon where it now lays, a drop at a time, it is ungainly but also beautiful in its own way, upon it a woman languishes, a black cushion spread across it along with bedding. On top lies a woman with short black hair and incomparable sharp beautiful features, she stares up at the ceiling.

A voice answers hers, monotone and uncaring, “Surely I don’t know who you are talking about.” A woman in a white cloth and passive expression filters through holding a tray with dark grapes and a goblet, a bottle of wine in a metal bucket in her other hand. Going up most of the ways of the white marble stairs she places down the bucket and pours the crimson coloured wine into the goblet, picking both the goblet and grapes and pulling them towards the beauty on the lounge.

“Yes you do, it's not like I haven’t talked about her for weeks!” The servant woman holding the grapes, hands her the goblet and pulls the grapes off one by one, stuffing them into her mouth.

“Oh yes of course, how could I ever forget Mistress~” She smiles without it reaching her eyes while she continues to feed her the grape.

“Wh-what. Hesel you only call me that when you’re mad! What did I do wrong?!” Hesel’s mouth cracks and flinches.

“Oh! nothing my Mistress Nemesis you could never do anything wrong~ Especially not to your servant of thousands of years! It's just yes my Queen of the righteous, of course my worshipfulness, that's all I am to you right?!” Hesel raises her voice while still pushing grapes into Nemesis’s mouth.

“Nyo-no Hesel you’ve always been by my side, please stop shoving those at me to shut me up! Just talk to me? Please…” Hesel throws the grapes to the ground and turns around huffing and puffing, her pouting expression bringing much anxiety to Nemesis.

“This happens everytime… thousands of years I’ve been by your side and this keeps happening…” Nemesis looks at her in shock.

“This is the first time you’ve brought this up… why didn't you say anything earlier?!” Soft crying and hiccups coming from Hesel as Nemesis realizes what she’s done wrong, throwing her goblet to the side off the lounge and pulling her maiden close and into her arms.

“I am just a priestess to you… even through the many thousands of years by your side, through death, rebirth and hibernation, I have been here… If this is going to be the end then I’m done pretending everything is okay…” Nemesis holds her in shock, thinking their love familial and sisterly, just because she was her high priest for all Hesel’s life and through death, doesn't mean that she felt nothing for her… just that Hesel never said anything to make her think otherwise.

Through every champion that Nemesis courted and through the women of the heavenly courts, Hesel never said a word, now that this may be their last, was it her breaking point? “You’ve never been just a priestess to me my dear Hesel… I wish you had said something so much earlier… I could never live without you by my side, and I thought you would always be by my side until the very end.”

“You were always caught up in your ambitions and righteous indignation, not that any of it mattered… there were always more… always more people and gods deserving of what comes of their hubris… and in-between you never looked at me like I would look at you, why would a goddess want such a woman as I… but… It wont matter anymore… There's no more running, for me or the eternal court.” Hesel tries to rise from Nemesis’s grip but she holds her tight against her.

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“You dummy… you stupid dummy of mine… you think that's all you were to me… you need to look in the mirror more often… of queen of hells I wish you had spoke such words from the start… Do you remember when you first met me?” She hesitantly nods in Nemesis' arms, no longer trying to pull away, letting the tears run down both of them onto the lounge.

Nemesis leans in deep into Hesels hair and breathes in, savoring every second of their connection. Speaking into her ear softly, “You have had a life of burden and pain, will you become mine for eternity? It was a promise between us, and it has kept you in my life through everything and more and in the end we will lay by each other's sides and be devoured together. Do you think that was made in jest? I watched you become my priestess as an adult and then grow old, never letting your values soften, always being a hand for me to guide. When you passed you appeared at my side that same woman I watched over and loved. I never allowed another to be that for me… I wish I knew your thoughts earlier…”

“What would it have mattered… such beautiful women you have courted, to think nothing of myself.” Nemesis laughs sadly and pulls her even closer, their bare skin hot to the touch.

“Have you never wondered about my type… all of them reminded me of you in some way… I could never love them… but I could lust after them without you hating me for wanting you… or so I thought… they could never compare to you though, and so after a time I could not be with them no matter their wants. Haha I guess that is my own hubris…”

Nemesis waves her hand and the grapes are pulled from the ground, slowly the stems grow more and more until its bursting again, it lands in her hand and she reaches it to the front of Hesel, pulling her down against her as she lays there stunned, grapes being fed slowly and gently into her mouth.

“My silly Hesel… you will be mine won't you?” Another grape goes into her mouth and it squelches, flavor and juice filling her mouth, she seems to realize this is actually happening and tears burst from her eyes as she scrunches them up. “Mnn that's the Hesel I fell in love with… brash and emotional… not the person I allowed you to become with my own foolishness… Will you forgive me?”

Hesel nods and pushes her face into Nemesis’s side, all the years of longing and loneliness that had slowly eroded her personality, bursting out of her in tears and childish painful moaning by finally saying her feelings that she could never say until the end.

After so much crying and consoling from both of them, they lay on the lounge together, pressed against each other. Hesel blushes and Nemesis blushes from the sight of her beauty, slowly they kiss, one that has been waited on for many thousands of years, its gentle and hopeful and full of pain and fear, only finding each other now, when the end is coming, and they wait it out, for the devourer to finish what it started, like so many times, this time, not being able to run away, the last of them all.

“At least we will have each other at the end” Hesel whispers, Nemesis nods with tears in her eyes.

“Until the end my Hesel, until the end...”