Kintla Flatlands udjat

before nyra had hold of the saints, it was kynareth, and it was his war with ursus which had made her doubt and run; now she had met the madman at the helm. in trying to avoid a war, she had somehow invited a new one to her home.
having run from one corner of the world seemingly to another, and here there was still trouble. satsu lounged in one of the many empty rooms below ground, quietly lamenting to herself.
her betrothed called for her. she resisted the urge to rise on command and stretched, choosing in that moment to be petulant, which was rare enough. let him wait; he cared little for her, she thought.
when satsu did emerge it was to find pharaoh standing with a woman. something possessive flared in her belly at the sight of them. dawn-touched, doe-eyed. warm and pretty, and everything else that would draw the eye of ramesses.
she is silent, cold. saying nothing, and only looking to pharaoh rather than the girl.