Two Eyes Cenote he will never sleep

She had the grim notion that Lord Sutekh meant to make her his wife. It was a union any woman should have desired, and her own fear stung like a betrayal to her people. Eset did not think she could speak the words aloud to Stark, no matter how she distressed in secret.

“It is not always safe outside the cenote,” she explains away her alarm- though she knew it was no safer within the walled cenote itself.

Across the heat her gaze finds the still cool green of the mazoi’s eyes and feels an instantaneous comfort. “I am glad you are here. I am gathering these roots for Tavina’s stores. Would you join me?”