Lion Head Mesa the long night

Would you send guards to stay with him? a genuine curiosity in that, an inquisitive tilt of her head. I fear otherwise he may try to break free. Although, I must say, if you do, I do not wish to be one of them. I happily guard his cell now, but ooh, I do not wish to know what he would do if I did not have Akashingo to protect me. She says it in jest, playfully, but the fear is true and is one that curdles deep within her.
She is asked if bloodshed would satisfy her, and to that, she shakes her head, a crestfallen glaze to now lightly hooded eyes. No. It would solve little. But it would give me a chance to see him squirm! More playfulness, teasing; as morbid as the circumstances were.
That, I do not truly know. But she was merciless, her tone darkens, light as a feather as her breath seems to escape her. she was a woman who wanted power. She sought to be Khaba's wife, I believe. I remember she tried to drive away Zharille when she came for her children the first time.