Lion Head Mesa Whoever lets himself be led by the heart will never lose his way.

“I know of one,” she resolves swiftly, for there is scarcely a more winsome view than the serpent at sunset, when its spill of waters shine with molten gold. She would prepare a small supper to be served along the banks, beneath the shade of papyrus beds. A private place the royals could connect- but where Eset herself could attend to their needs and observe carefully his tending to her mistress.

"Extend an invitation to our Queen and it shall be planned, my Prince."