Lion Head Mesa 羽毛 gaichū

sabah was perfect for them.
more useful than the lazy bones that pharaoh fixated upon, respectful, and kind. satsu was pleased to have her company.
i see. that is fine, she commends softly, smiling.
pharaoh and i... are to be married. it hadn't struck her as real until she'd said it aloud just now, and satsu paused, a little bit surprised by herself. she carried on as if she hadn't missed a beat - but there was a bit of shock on her face still. something she would learn to hide.

as he is the king, i will be queen. should i have any need to leave akashingo, i would like if you accompany me. you are a warrior and you have kept our home safe so far, with your great diligence. it wasn't a request - though satsu framed it as if she were asking permission of the woman, still unaccustomed to giving pure orders.

she did not think to mention mouseberry at all.