Lion Head Mesa 治す futsukayoi

the servant entered, bringing something with her.
as the water was offered satsu looked at it, then at tamar, as if she might say something to her, but she did not. her face tilted towards the water and she began to drink. there was a sour flavor in her mouth and a stomach-churning bitterness along her gums, which the water diffused.
she drank only a little before sinking in to her furs.
my head hurts, murmured the ascendant, as if tamar was to blame.
satsu pushed the water away and rolled to her side, draping one limb emphatically across her face.