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

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Rose Poinciana.

She leaves the Prince to his view of the red valley, eyes already pursuing the halls for one of the Sesh who could assist her.

There is a pattern becoming clear in failure to please those who outrank her. First, with the mazoi, and now a Prince. Her tongue grows too bold, the comforts of the palace enabling her in ways that might bring about ruin. It was all so delicate an arrangement and one misstep would rip it away from her. She could lose everything. She could not let this happen.

She straightens, resolving to hold tight to the veil, be agreeable, keep her head down. It is a reminder that the Gods and their thousands of avid eyes had her in their sights, and the only opinion she should have is none at all.