Lion Head Mesa she who waits

She listened as they spoke of children; it was far from the rigors of political discussion, even with the talks of exchanging the children so they might learn from one another’s worlds. “Nanuq will no doubt end up with a rotation here at the Palace, yes?” Though admittedly she worried for her sons… she knew that Akashingo had strange customs, and she feared that he might fall to them, breaking the rules of Mereo… and all while he was much too young for that as well.
 
“I would have to speak with my sons… Nanuq is quite adventurous, and I’m certain he would jump at the opportunity, but Siku tends to be more shy, more reserved… I do not know if he would want to stray from home.” She gave a non-answer, because there was truly no answer to give. It depended on a great deal of things, none of which she could come to know right now: when her husband would return, what Germanicus would think of the idea, and of course, if her sons even wanted to go. “Perhaps in a few months time, when they are older still?”