Lion Head Mesa a prayer for rain

She would have made a quip, had the mood been lighter.
Keep me close? How close.

Perhaps she is alright. Luring the cat away from us -- protecting Akashingo, Sabah had been a fine Jodai, chosen for a reason.

Instead the queen hurried alongside Belen and ducked in to the palace, following the corridor and turning immediately towards the alcoves, passing each. Stunned by the news; expecting somehow to see Arsenio within, to call him forth and demand protection.

Stupid.

Satsu was out of breath; it tasted fetid, she needed water.