Two Rivers Isle natron

pharaoh's countenance did not change as satsu described the sport that kynareth and nyra had set before their wolves. "this is a place of violence. it was built by blood. and it will claim ours, in the end. i spoke with the royal nurse. the one who tends kynareth's children."
he leant forward conspiratorially, until his breath fair brushed the hem of her cheek.
"not all are pleased with blood."
"it is the game of brutal peasants," pharaoh declared, tilting his chin upward, rolling his shoulders. "i am above it. are you, dancer satsu?"