Lion Head Mesa suffering in search of truth gives true meaning to the truth

“Of course, your holiness.”

She nods and tilts the frond, a pooling cut of shade off to the side should the Prince later have need to cool himself.

“I am from a small nearby village. There was quite a bustle when word arrived of the Queen’s impending coronation. I am only so grateful to have come in time to help the palace with the Hemet-nekheb’s crowning.” Mostly true. She doesn’t skip a beat in redirecting conversation towards the refined man. A general Prince, what an exciting life he must lead. She wonders at his age, though such a thing matters little.

"Is your kingdom very far away?” Would he have Toula leave the realm to inhabit with him?