Lion Head Mesa smoke

of course. it almost went without saying that nazli's loyalties were tied strongly to the princess, her one true friend.

she sniffed the freshness of the berry as she plucked it, and ate demurely. even though she had brought this offering nazli wasn't always sure of herself, and she hoped it had not spoiled or begun to turn in the way the pharaoh liked.

a burst of flavor, a burst of thought.

i have also heard, a pause to swallow, there is a new boy, tutoring beneath our priest.

makono did not strike nazli as being particularly interested in that side of things, but she offered it all the same.