<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7d/V%27neef_Briar_Rose.jpg)</div>Atasha (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1pwcX1ZfZDJlrcWxwT8gAHB-Xb4Q5S7bjOEitGW-Hl78/edit)<br/><br/>Atasha giggled a little bit.  “Well, I don't know if I'd say praying wasn't<em>productive</em>.  Mother does a lot to keep the fields in the south productive enough to feed three times as many as they would without her.”  She gave a little shrug of slender, supple shoulders.  “I'm grateful for her too—we all are.  I just don't feel the same passion for that that my sisters do.”<br/><br/>The svelte swords woman dolloped out some honey into a black brew for both of them, then a little bit of cream.  She took a sip, then smiled, “Perfect.”