Two Eyes Cenote ninety-sixth

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Muat-riya was a far cry from the palace walls of Akashingo—a hidden paradise in many aspects within the grounds of the desert. He hadn’t explored—he doubted he even held the liberty to—and yet the lush workings of garden and foliage was clearly tended with care, and a glorious spring of water to be found.

Still, placing lipstick on a pig still didn’t make it anything else—or, in this case, a cavern of vipers.

While he hadn’t been detained—yet—it was implied heavily he was not free to go. No doubt, the warrior she-wolf who had tried to arrest him prior would have something to say in this—and he had now lost track of the days.

@Arric was likely worried, as well as his other pack mates. Yet, he hadn’t pressed to leave yet—not without knowing just how @Eset was doing.

He was taken from a guest chamber by what they called fellahain—delivered to the familiar red wolf, Senmut. He remained back—piercing eyes studying the man—knowing his presence was likely noted, but not willing to break the silence first.