Lion Head Mesa eleventh

There was a river of knowledge flowing from Senmut now, forming eddies of confusion within the lilac girl which became understanding gradually, and with some fear.

The meat aside now, forgotten; the boy's hushed but insistent voice in her ears. Nazli had questions but she could not ask them so blatantly.

Yes, we went to Mereo. It was a diplomatic mission. Go where next? I attend to Makono however she wishes, and if she is sent somewhere else - maybe, yes, maybe I would go.

Her breath was almost gone by the time she unfurled her own words, and she gasped, and shook her head a little bit. Why would the prince step away? Are you sure he was not sent on his own mission?