Two Eyes Cenote Coachwhip

She glowers into the eyes of the man she had relied so heavily on to safeguard them- to see them through the raising of Muat-riya.

He mocks; her lip lifts.

“You are forbidden entry into the cells, this will fall only to @Ironspine’s jurisdiction.” Stark, who she would trust not to act with needless cruelty. “You will guard the sands.”

Her stance tightens, she brings her face up. “I do not want to punish you. I want your good sense returned. Go. Come back a better man, Khusobek.”

There is no formal dismissal, she ends the conversation by leaving the room herself.