Luneshale Pass fifty-first

It seemed the woman—her sister—would work with her, though not in the way she had originally intended. Or maybe it was her way of fighting. Part of her had hoped for no resistance, of course, but she wasn't surprised to find some, even if it was masked by kind words of invitation; promises of food and somewhere to rest. She was tired, but she wasn't going to let anyone else know that. One thing her mentor had ingrained in her was that she should never fully trust anyone. There was always someone waiting to steal what was hers. Though Toula had claim to Akashingo, as well, Ashikaga would always believe she was owed more. She kept that thought close to her chest. As for the title of Amiirad, she would accept it for now. Soon they would all see she was meant to rule Akashingo as pharaoh. 

Her lapis gaze rested on Melody as her sister thanked her. Ash wanted her to stay close, and she hoped that was clear in her expression. She was trusted as much as Ashikaga was able to trust, and the princes didn't want her to go very far. She returned her attention to her sister. I will join you. I have not had a good meal since leaving the kingdom of A'max, she explained. She could think better with a full stomach, even better with some rest. Things may not have gone according to plan, but she was grateful for the comforts she was used to. You can fill me on on what I've missed in my absence. She wanted to know more about her father's death, too, but that would have to wait for a more appropriate time.