Praying to the Moon Goddess: Fantasy

[penthius]

It was all pending. The truth was, she was delighted that matters couldn't be resolved for another fortnight. That gave her another two full moons to pray to the Goddess, another two moons to listen and search for the goddess' answer to her prayers. That was another full two moons of hope, and that was more than she'd had before. She did not object to the man himself, of course. Her family would not have done her such a disservice to marry her to a monster, or to a man who any woman would shrink from. He was tall and strong and good-looking, and he was kind to his horse, which boded well. It was not the kind of man he was that distressed her; it was that he was a man at all. She thought of the soft curves of her--

Inspiration: Everything pending.
Story Potential: Medium.
Notes: Mmm, lesbians.