Rosewater Oasis Ώρα μηδέν

The fleet-footed daughter of King Thyestes could rarely be found where she was meant to be. She'd left @Faustus behind in pursuit of their protectors, determined that she should not be left out of whatever excitement they might stumble upon. «ἄγετε!» Andromache urged him once, but no further. She did not look back to see if he had followed.

The heat was oppressive and the sand chafed her soft paws, but she had decided she did not mind. These minor inconveniences bit like flies, yet she hardly felt them, for her heart was already torn asunder with her kingdom. The princess had scarcely eaten or slept since its fall. Yet her head was always held high; not once had she faltered. Her mother was watching, always.

Her steps slowed and then stopped when she caught sight of the two warriors stopped round a pool of water, under shade. She laughed softly to herself. The Gods smile on us, She called over her shoulder. Try to frown a little less, Roman. They're watching.