Ocean's Breath Plateau staring into the sun

to be frank; racharra did not know whether or not zharille would go for the lake. but not that it mattered — she no longer wanted it. she damned it. but the "nebet" does not wish to betray her own cowardice and admit that to senmut. she shakes her head.

she said you promised it would be a vassal. a gentle push, a prod maybe, is attempted. zharille probably misheard, or misunderstood, seeing how she couldn't even remember some of her children. but the offer still stuck out to the girl. regalities mattered not to the ogre anyways, unlike her daughter. if she truly were to take the lake she would do it even if akashingo came stampeding towards it.

racharra shakes her head and returns her gaze back to senmut. whatever it is that was agreed upon — i just no longer believe it's worth it. perhaps someone else.
someone more capable. the thought is refrained.