I'm not sure what to think of this story.
Did Fleur breed with a god? Who is her offspring? What happened the night before the tornado? Was it Fleur who caused it?
I'd like to think so. She exacted her revenge. She took refuge in the company of a young awkward girl. Beauty if a powerful thing, but apparently the ability to play poker is more powerful. She took what was hers, no matter how she came about obtaining it.
This story makes me kind of happy because a strong, misunderstood woman made her mark, and people knew it. They didn't know how they knew it, but they did.
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