Lion Head Mesa felidae

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All attention was suddenly upon a woman adorned in ruby-red tones. The royal’s gaze slid over her fine musculature and long legs, squaring over the compelling color in her eyes.

“Step forward, guardswoman,” he commanded. A sentry with a coarse tongue was hardly disagreeable. Gracious soldiers were a precious few. Nevertheless, there was a code of conduct adhered to by the two kingdom’s esteemed infantry. Rashepses was a King. Zaahira was jodai. Neither one a shepherd for cattle.

“Are you prepared to commit your allegiance to Akashingo?” The man asked, his deep voice lifting over the gathered faces.