Lion Head Mesa incoming

"A wife from one of the lakes?" Caution laced his voice. That is a holy tale for the guardsmen at home. It is almost foolish story to spew, and so it must be a stretch of truth, one way or another. Rashepses laughs with gold and the kings brother has a smile that turns into more of a smirk. "Why, that must be a tale for boys! I see your vision. Brothers from brothers!" Rashepses has a goal in mind. He also was very familiar with how to clasp his goals into his hands, and Mesen-ka watches clockwork. "Have you mastered the art of Matchmaking now?" And marriage.

Why Lady Zharille? How has this come to be? "Tell me more of her, brother." Importance. This matters more. "How does she relate to our people? Is she an affiliate woman from neighbors, or a royal girl of them?" Bint-Satharra is certainly not family a name he's heard of.