Two Eyes Cenote adamantium

They approached a threshold, pausing before entering the chamber beyond. His eyes were sensitive for their pale shade, so it took a moment for them to adjust to the dimness of the room. But they soon found their way to a shape rising to greet them, jet black in the gray gloom. Talis glimpsed eyes like embers and a cunning figure before he dropped his gaze to the floor.

She offered only one simple word. Talisman drew in a breath, wondering if he should return it, when Tavina spoke for him. She offered an introduction complete with a comment about his enthusiasm. He felt a slight warmth beneath the cream fur of his cheeks.

Some instinct compelled him to bow as he said, Hello. He wondered if he should call her by her name or her title, then decided it felt more appropriate to go with her honorific. It’s nice to meet you, Hebsut. After getting to know more about Muat-riya and the Fellahin, he said, the word both more familiar and more reverent in his mouth now, I felt called to serve at the pleasure palace.

He would’ve said more, though he suddenly remembered Eset hadn’t gotten a word in edgewise. Talisman pressed his lips together, remaining hunkered close to the cool stone of the floor.