Redsand Canyon Estía

The man could see the tension in her. It tilted his head, drawing his features tight in a fretful stare as he stepped into the den and found his spot beside her.

When she spoke, she asked what he thought of their new outpost. Arsenio looked to the room around them, as though it was the entirety of Mereo and all that needed his attention. The man did not entirely know how to answer her. The Roman’s outpost was not something that the Greek found appealing, only for its ties to the Pharaoh. It felt like he had placed distance between himself and the spoiled little brat, but not enough.

I think it is leagues better than what we had before, my love, the man answered with a small nod. His voice was solemn. As he looked at her, Arsenio could not help but smile. I do not believe I am used to it yet. He nudged his head to hers.


But what did Tamar think of Mereo?