Two Eyes Cenote adamantium

His heart lifted when she welcomed him and thanked him for his offer, only to plummet at the subsequent “but…” Talis glanced helplessly at Tavina—what about her storeroom?—and then dropped his eyes back to the floor, innards clenching with severe disappointment and rejection.

He wasn’t above begging, his lips already beginning to move. Before Talisman could make a proper sound, Eset said she would escort him out of the palace. Her voice sounded so set, his words died in his throat. Besides, what could he even say?

Tavina broke the silence, offering to accompany him herself. Talis hoped Eset would assent. He would like to ask Tavina what might have gone wrong. Was there truly no use for him? Talis was so certain he belonged here, he would not give up without trying to fully understand.

But he didn’t question the Hebsut now, simply dipping his head in acknowledgement and waiting for Eset’s edict on who would usher him out of Muat-riya.