Nasrin had gotten to the end of the tunnel, which was still dark but, like the other side, had room to stand up in. And as soon as she had space to move, she wheeled around on Ihlsepar and grabbed a fistful of his pretty curly hair.
She brought their faces close together, glaring murder at him in the dark. "I know what Hakeshna would say," she growled. "That children are a blessing, that there are no mistakes. I know damned well, even, that priestesses bearing children is seen as holy work. And I'm no idiot. I know the things that happen in the temple at night." Or day, as it was. Ugh. "But I will not stand to let her be used by some...some..."
She heaved a sigh and shoved his head away. "You think it's funny? Hurting all these women?"