Redsand Canyon cactus fruit

lady ruenna spoke with finality.

tamar bowed her head in acceptance. but she did not think the older woman understood the sway that ramesses possessed. it seemed difficult for the others not to live within his thrall. "do you think he will come here?" tamar asked softly. breath sucked against her sides.

she wanted to know the truth. she wanted to hear a lie. her pale beige gaze fixed toward the matrona. "it is a good thing the imperator has you," tamar said lightly, "or else we all might be destined as soldiers."

she looked down at her paws, brow knitted with a momentary distress that soon passed. "whether or not he comes here, i know mereo is different."