Two Eyes Cenote [WP] You don't have to be a star

In her paw she takes his own. They are joined by requited smiles and the glint of the surrounding opulence on their cheeks. The flush surges up into the fellahin's ears and she turns her face modestly away.

“You are kind, Moss. But I like it here in the shadows, next to you,” a grin spreads up her lips.

Eset cannot remember the exact moment when having fun became inconvenient, and happiness was difficult to come by. It is hard to trace those lines back to the collapse. But merriment is noisy and it leaks out of her even under the pressure of the tightest security.

“I would be happy to escort you on a tour of the palace tomorrow afternoon, if you like,” she offers, pushing from the wall to curve into a reverent bow and hoping they'd say 'yes'.