Lion Head Mesa Stones

She spotted the young prince at his work from a distance, herself on an ambling walk through the mesa. As she drew closer, she noticed the dark tracks of tears over his cheeks, but said nothing of them, not wanting to overwhelm or shame him with pity.

Instead, she flashed a smile and began to wade into the water, looking for a stone of similar size to add to the tomb.

Hello, Lilitu greeted warmly. She stopped, then. Sorry, I should have asked first—would you like some help, or at least some company? 

If he wanted to be alone, she'd leave him be.