Hideaway Strath linen

satsu wished she could emulate the stoicism of her father in that moment. instead as tension weaves shut her jaw, her eyes drop.

the conversation shifts from one appetite to another.

he is the daimyo and we are his subjects— as if that should mean anything. kynareth had his army. his people were like-minded, bestial things. eager for the bloodshed and the war that would come in following the tiger lord.

i will not fight his battles. which comes as little surprise to satsu; but still she finds herself agitated, knowing that she is not strong enough to contend with the hungers of such a man.

then what are you doing here?
the same could be asked of her. satsu's anger is not entirely for pharaoh alone, but herself as well.