Two Eyes Cenote sand & lapis

exit!

“I’ve heard enough,” the hebsut curls her lip, disgusted. That he believed for a moment they would consider trading the safety of their people for any wealth of a kingdom!

Eset stepped forward now, paws splaying, hackles tensing, jutting her chin high so she might look straight into those deceptively alluring gossamer eyes.

“He will not be without escort, because he won't be going anywhere. Machiavelli, you are under arrest for the attack on the mazoi Legend of Akashingo. You will be held until trial.”

She is quick to recoil, coming alongside Khusobek in search of his consolatory ice.

“Take him to the pits.” The mazoi could continue his questioning there. Eset would hear no more.