Lion Head Mesa kareshi

The dark wolf had found that he had grown increasingly worried each time someone asked for what he thought, regarding any subject, really. It wasn’t as if Crowfeather did not have thoughts on these matters, but he failed to see how his word carried any importance in the lives of others. What did a princeling from a faraway clan know of arranged marriage or political agreements? Very little, he was not afraid to admit as much.

Crowfeather’s lantern eyes fell to the earth and remained there.

I do not think it is for me to say. I think- I think you deserve to be cared for. I think you should have a husband who loves you, really truly loves you, because you are kind and you are deserving of these things, Satsu. The dark wolf felt his cheeks grow warm after speaking these words. Crowfeather did not want to seem as though he was pushing her in one way or another. She had only asked what he had thought of her promised marriage to the lapis-eyed ruler.

But you have been the only one to live your life, so only you know what is best for you. If Pharaoh is good to you, Satsu… then it will not be a mistake. Or so he prayed.