Two Eyes Cenote is that it? are you not allowed to talk?

She likes watching his face, the way it lights up when he takes notice of the lavish furnishings and stock of pelts draping the stone subcrop of his bed. Through his eyes she relives those initial moments in Akashingo, the abundance of herbs stocked in Tavina’s medical bay, and the detailed fresco murals that line the gilded hallways of the redstone palace. Before then she’d have never dreamed up such affluence.

But now knowing that the twin palaces exist- how could one choose to live anywhere else?

Her eyes are steady over Stark’s. A small smile curves her lips and she bows her head to the floor once more in gratitude.

“Just Eset.”