It's been a year since you've last seen Kronii, though when it came to the perception of time, the Mistress of Time could have very well warped your sense of it.
She's been neglecting her duties as the protector of all things temporal, her galivanting with you had put her in a tight position with the Powers That Be. She needed to put a stop to it.
During your time with her, she had slowly become more confident, more self-assured. You remembered how even thought she projected herself as a person unbothered by the vicissitudes of existence, she remained a woman and had a woman's heart.
You had sheltered her, protected her, supported her and loved her. While she allowed herself, against her judgement, to do the same to you.
Now you were alone again, without her presence. She was no doubt reinvigorated.
Maybe she no longer needed you.
That was fine, you were merely a mortal. There was nothing much you could have offered to someone with her power.
Alleviating her loneliness, just for an iota of a second was enough for you.
"Anon, I'm back." You hear a voice outside your apartment door, you open it in confusion
Kronii is standing there, she's surrounding by half a dozen luggage bags.
"Sorry for making you wait so long, was it a month?" She pecks you on the lips all casual like, entering your apartment and stretching her arms as if she was back from a trip somewhere.
"It's been more like a year." You say dumbly.
She throws her arms around you, with a sad but mocking look.
"Oh no...I'm so sorry." She smiles evilly.
"Well I guess we're going to have to make up for lost time." She whispers into your ear, you can feel a gloved hand clutching your balls.
Looks like you're not getting rid of her anytime soon.

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Pub: 09 Sep 2021 08:35 UTC
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