Two Eyes Cenote Kingsnake

There was great bustle about the blue palace as it prepared for the coronation and royal wedding. It pleased the prince to see Muat-Riya settle into routine. He loved the laughter of courtiers swelling in the hallways and the quick work of Akashingo’s servants.

“Come in, Eset,” He gestured for the one who’d appeared now. He set aside the marrowbone he’d been tasting and reclined upon his feasting couch with an elegant cross of limb. 

His eyes skimmed the fellahin as she entered. Her ears were rounded, her frame was slight. Coyote in this one. It was the wolf’s natural instinct to establish dominion over their pliant cousin.

“I’ll have a gift arranged for my bride to be presented on the day of her coronation. I require your assistance with this.”