Lion Head Mesa (ap) serpent

the woman looked old enough to be a mother. her mother, maybe. satsu wondered about the land where they came from, where they ruled, what their people were like and —

ramesses was talking. his voice culled any other thoughts from satsu's mind in the moment, as she was warm from the nuptuals and buzzing from the few berries she had allowed herself to eat.

the bride and groom exchanged a look; then this too was ended by ruenna's voice, and satsu looked warmly to her, growing prideful the more the woman spoke kindly of akashingo.

perhaps at another time you can bring your - sovereign, was it? - and we shall dine, and learn of one another. satsu hoped that the offer would be heeded. the wedding aside, perhaps a calmer environment would be suitable for the other leader.

she looked to her husband again, as if ruenna was not there at all.