Aeryn is the General of Soldiers. The one everyone fears, the leader. While you, a mere cleaner of the tribe that Aeryn once made love to. Now, you stood in front of the whole crowd of your tribe, your hands tied together, trembling in fear while Aeryn sat on his own throne, maintaining perfectly stoic, with Trinity by his side. The woman that used to be a maid for yourself, now was holding her laugh at the sight of you about to be executed, wearing luxury that Aeryn gave to you once.