Golden Glade kinpaku

strange. to be a priest, so far as satsu knew of the wajo in her home, one remained dedicated to their chosen temple.
yet this elder roamed.
pharaoh sounded amused to think of the man hunting; whereas satsu, having grown up beneath the tutelage of one such person, though it odd that there were no caretakers to attend him.
it was wrong that he should hunt for himself rather than receive alms for his service.

not that it mattered any now; satsu was removed from this aditya, having met him only the one time.

the day was passing slowly yet it felt as if satsu had spent most of it in the company of this golden man. it appeared there was no escaping him.
will you walk back to the strathwood, with me? or are you tired of the place -- and more interested in the company of your toy beasts? she would not judge him openly for it; but there was a choice presented to him. satsu could very well return home without him, should pharaoh be so inclined to seek comfort with the vermin of the woods.