>>5362230>>5362205>>5362204>>5362186In a royal sense, if you can call it that, it's nice to be talking with someone who has some class for once. Well of course you are a horrible sea monster, but you are also partly divine and in humans that translates to royalty. On the one hand you want to see ships and cities dragged beneath the waves and inhabitants drowned and eaten by your actions, but on the other hand you fancy yourself a monarch with your little Atlantean crown and sitting a throne for the humans to pay tribute to. Is it really that different from a religion, after all?
In any case it's the way it should be, whether or not you can find your goddess again. She would want you to take care of yourself as well, especially if you are the last of your siblings alive.
<span class="mu-b">"First off, my name is Tanaloa. TANALOA! Get that right before anything else."</span> you demand strongly, causing the women to flinch and making you consider a softer stance, <span class="mu-b">"Now you have my name and I will have yours."</span>
<span class="mu-s">"Ah, well... Farhana I am, and Nafisa she is."</span> she has to speak for the other, since only she knows the language of the region.
That's a good start, it was several days before you even bothered to ask for Emil's name. But as you know, Emil is a commoner while these women are nobility, so you feel a spiritual kinship with them. Able to communicate... at least on a relative level.
So you can try to talk to them, having a much harder time of it than with the merchant since they remain frightened of you. As well you encounter a difficulty in their background, as noble ladies, and by human cultures of these times how women have more withdrawn social roles. Their answer about about the lives of nobility is incomplete, because their lives are quite different from their noble male counterparts, focused on making good wives and mothers and keeping a good house. They even live separately much of the time, curiously enough.
Still though they can speak in general terms, and it leads your imagination to run away with you. Fancying yourself a castle and servants, a comfortable life when you aren't out destroying ships and killing rival sea creatures, people recognizing and submitting to your rightful authority and power. Certainly you would prefer such a life but under the water, yet as you know, aquatic denizens haven't been able to match under the sea what the humans have on land. Even merfolk, half-humans themselves, the best the can manage is sand and coral cities... or worse, dwelling in the sunken ruins of humans! Why settle for a substitute when the genuine article already belongs to you?
