Emma let out a breath she didn't know that she was holding and followed August to the couches. She hiked her toga up a bit, slipping off her sandles before tucking her legs under her as she faced her best friend.

"Yes and no," She said, as she gentled ran a finger along her own collar, which was a new addition. I was in a place, an island before here, where you had to...." She looked down at her hands now clasped on her lap. "Have sex every 14 days or you died, or maybe it was 10 I don't know. The details are fuzzy. but that place was run by a Goddess, and this apparently by a God." She laughed a bit.

"You probably think I'm crazy, I know I would if our positions were reversed, but you know that I don't lie, especially to you right?"