My lips dropped in utter shock
"Y-your maiden?" I asked, confused as to what they were referring to.
The high priestess looked at me, her face still solemn.
I realized I had blurted in the middle of a ritual and looked down at the floor.
"His maiden." The high priestess said to me.
"W-who me?" I asked in surprise.
"But of course." She said. "I see no one else around."
"No, he just brought me because I couldn't walk well," I said.
The man coughed, and then I realized what I had said.
"N-no, I don't mean I couldn't walk because of anything we did. I just." I realized I was talking too much, so I stopped and took a deep breath. "He was just assisting me. I'm not the maiden."
"But you are." She smiled as she gave away her left palm and one of the priestesses handed her a bowl of blood. Your entire presence is radiating. Can't you feel it yourself? You've been bestowed with the spirit of the goddess, and because of your sacrifice and mating, we've been given great power."
