Redsand Canyon lioness

it was not a death, like her mother.

she wondered if that would have made it all easier or harder. but to have lost a wife and two children while they lived?

she had lost a brother, in a far different manner, but still he lived. she wrote him off entirely.

all of germanicus' situation was far removed from her. still she wished to be a kind, diplomatic face in these times. even if he would remain a slab of marble before her.

my condolences, her voice felt unusually small before him now. some part of her dared to think that he should have brought her to akashingo.

she knew he would never.

she would not rub salt in his wounds.

will you allow me to join you in your work?