Lion Head Mesa thirty-eighth

boldness indeed.

but such was to be expected of nobles.

"she will return when it is time," senmut told naberius, bright eyes flickering with unsaid things. he lifted his chin.

he remembered that he had drunk with this man, and settled, and now looked at him with warmer eyes. "our queen must marry. and you must also, naberius."

such was the lot of nobles. he considered medusa for a brief moment.