Two Eyes Cenote Kingsnake

“At once, Prince Rashepses,” she swallows over a tightness in her throat but steadies her face.

The request to follow should not have surprised her. By now she was growing accustomed to fulfilling seemingly impossible demands. Still her eyes widened- even if she sent their most skilled trackers into the Northern ranges there was no guarantee of finding such an animal.

“Have you ever seen a black lioness, divine one?” She asked of him, lips rigid, a small sort of beseech on behalf of the mazoi.