Lion Head Mesa waking dream

Rashepses! he had gone the moment he was bid to—he did not question her, nor had she heard whispers of his complaint. but she had not forgotten her other two suitors; it was only that she thought of him, lately, and the mystery of what was most unknown was… well, it was not terrible! 
she looked to the fellahin and nodded, bidding that they send it away to @Rashepses at once. 
it felt important that she do this; that he know that, despite his arriving after the rest, she would consider him in full. Toula would do what was best for her people—but she had some hope for herself, too. 
she said to the women among her, I want to… I want to inspire… their hearts devotion, when first they three see me again, with a small smile. perhaps then she might stir this part of them to do more to gain her own! she looked and spoked to the artists present, 
perhaps we can emphasize what you find most lovely upon me. but do you think such a thing could be done? hopeful, her voice was—but she fought now to no longer be seen as a little girl! not yet a woman, not yet, but becoming—a conflicting time, as she pieced together her identity. who she was, and who she wanted to be… 

Inji and Tuna welcome at any time! I’ll adjust post order if y’all hop in ♡