Lion Head Mesa gilded breath

Sabah nodded, blue eyes glittering.

Of course. She said. Royalty loved their heirs, even if they spawned bastards aplenty on the side. The Jodai shuffled her weight.

Do you have somewhere in particular you would like them to be taken? She half wanted to see if asking to establish her own outpost like Germanicus would net her a swift kick out the borders, but despite her wish to see what would happen, Sabah curbed the impulse.