Lion Head Mesa i'll fake god today

it was decided the moment it was spoken.

take me to the catacombs. she left little room for argument in her tone. she was prepared to find such a space empty, ideal for the princess who wished to be hidden. such a place sounded reserved for the lowly. who would think to find her there?

she looked over once, twice. glances spared with only brief thought.

she ought to talk to the girl. learn something about her. they were stuck together all day, after all.