Lion Head Mesa feel the uncertainty down to your bones

senmut arrived.

he would appear changed to her, more somber. less the happy young priest he had been. now he stood taller under shoulders that ached beneath the weight of his charge.

the hem did not forget himself. senmut prostrated himself before the amiirad, touching forehead to the red earth for a moment. "it is good to see you returned, divine one."

where was the queen?

his green eyes flicked over the stranger. senmut held great loyalty for those in akashingo. individuals unknown bore his silent scorn. his attention returned to the holy child.

"i will order preparations for your arrival," the priest said, standing aside with no question of who this man was. it was not for him to inquire; godblood ran in the princess and he would trust her mind.