Firefly Glen [PHE] Iwn

forward dating a day, say the 6th?

It was not the evening he had planned for his wife. Atop a hill some yards away from the jostling crowds and festivities where @Nasima had been watching their godlings, the fellahin had arranged a berth of newly acquired bear pelts from the moon kingdoms and scattered the downy furs with white lily petals. A five course meal had been devised, presenting rare specialties from each visiting territory.

Rashepses would have made love to Pharaoh under the stars on these pelts, and now they tore beneath arduous pacing.

Word had come up from Muat-riya. One of their own children, attacked. A dangerous prisoner, released. It wouldn’t stand. Payment would be made in spilled blood. Semer-wati faced @Toula, tensed. The jovial festivities made for an unfavorable war-room.

“We must return home. Tonight,” his voice is gruff. An emblazoned gaze circled his jewel’s face before flicking upon their children playing in the meadows below.