Lion Head Mesa duniya ke sapane

all that she had ever asked for, ever desired, had been given to her. sometimes, she need not even ask. sometimes, all she needed to do was gesture, as her father might. makono gave to  her both these things she wished for, and she grandly gestured for the fellahin in their assembly to join them with a sweet, inviting smile accompanying the gesture.
i say that sounds wonderful, she answered in earnest, settling at her side with bright, reverent eyes. she was glad for this time with her sister. she was often away, and toula missed her when she was gone. her presence was a great one, whose absence toula never failed to miss.
as they moved, toula thought to ask, sister... is mereo as grand as this? she wondered, doubting such a thing possible. but she so loved to hear makono speak, sharing whatever story she might with it.