Lion Head Mesa netjer

oh.
this news wasn't terrible, but it certainly killed whatever good mood satsu had been trying to revive.

come here? to the mesa. it wasn't a frightening thought by any means, but it meant that they were still under the scrutinizing eye of the daimyo and not as free as she would have liked. and to think of him visiting only to entertain himself (with someone who was not his wife!) disturbed satsu.

imagining how nyra would take to such a visit was peculiar at best; the giant woman had a temper and a distinct dislike for pharaoh, so it stood to reason nyra might appear only to break his favorite toys.

i suppose we must grin and bear their reception. satsu's tone was lacking. she was not enthused at the prospect of having such visitors, and hoped they would at least take their time in making their official visit, so that she could spare crowfeather a sudden meeting.