Lion Head Mesa all we have is somewhere to begin

she awaited the arrival in restful repose. fellahin attended her, one fanning her with a broad frond to keep her cooler while another carefully dipped her claws in a bowl of smashed berry. when wet, the work done was made useless—but Toula delighted in the temporary beauty, and the berries were used to bring in avian wildlife to put to work in some way or another. 
she wanted to be beautiful tonight, to surprise her husband with these ornate details he, like herself, would appreciate. since her announcement to him her strongest of cravings were for him—and then, surprisingly, for politics! third to that was plucked pheasant at present. 
Toula was eager to receive Cornelius, however. there was news to share with him, unfortunate though it was—and she wondered what matter of news he himself might bring! 
had he found @Treva?