Lion Head Mesa Catacombs

tavina looked up. "they cry every day. it is that sound, the wailing. but not everyone will weep in front of you, prince."

her heart stung for him. "you should grieve in whatever way you think is best. and i know that you understands you love her." tavina dipped her head to wipe his tears, should he allow.

"your father believes that your mother has gone to the afterlife. maybe we can choose a gift and ask priest ahktar to send it for you." tavina did not believe in gods. but she would not take the little boy's beliefs from him.