Lion Head Mesa [MP] Hidden within

The warrior's gaze turns hard- one critical and wary. Had he offended her with these thoughts of gifting their Queen the brightly green gem? Maybe she wanted it after all or, maybe it was something far deeper. Naberius did not know that it was the thought of courting their Queen which turned Zaahira's stomach. Many men came to court the Queen. Did the idea of their own Lord put her off more? 

Then, a smile. A pleasure, she says. Now, Naberius finds himself secretly questioning the woman's intentions. She speaks of a dip with her in the waters and Naberius lifts himself, his lips pursed. How about a spar, first? She was Mazoi, after all and it had been some time since Naberius had practiced himself.