Lion Head Mesa hanasaka

there was a presence at the door.

satsu thought it was merely a fellahin, gawking. perhaps jawahir, come to harass the girl who should be queen. to harangue and make her spirit feel ever smaller.

the voice that came was younger, but with a familiar fire; it was the fire that licked at satsu now and made her rise, turn, glare. her teeth a grimace — but she saw the girl there and realized her mistake.

the grimace vanished, but her eyes did narrow.

teach you? what makes you think that is my role to play? this was the girl from before — tamar's replacement! it is not wise to roam these halls alone. the queen cautioned.

she turned away.