Lion Head Mesa lotus

she was busy, truthfully.

her schedule had shifted grandly from lessons of an amiirad to that of crown prince. her days busy as she worked alongside sayf with thoughts of the meadow and wrapping up any diplomatic festivities that needed her attention here in akashingo.

but soon she would be destined for mereo.

it was late into the night. misty and chilled, not in her rooms.

instead she stood atop the mesa. the place news had broke with her father, her brother's abandonment and all the things she would pick up in his place. a nearby fellahin accompanied her as usual, but she beckoned the servant closer. bending her muzzle near to the ear of her attendant.

word would be sent at once by the fellahin in the search for @Nazli.

makono had a million great needs of her.