Lion Head Mesa [m] Sidewinder

“It must be difficult being away from your home. Perhaps our Sesh, Haziel, can assist me in having some palms brought to your room.”

He watches and she invites him to, aligning herself neatly, ensuring what he will see is the cordiality of a palace servant. She studies the Neb, allowing her own eyes to pull lower, sweeping over his lean figure slowly in full before wetting her lips to again speak.

“Have you played before, my Prince?” A gesture made to the board set between them.