Lion Head Mesa wrath & poison

he did everything as instructed. he gave her drink when she stirred for it and found his heart burst with relief when she settled back into something that seemed less conscious. only if to spare her the pain of waking hours. such sensations might change her young mind for life. a fracture in time for her.

her transition from girlhood to mazoi should have been marked by something other than a loss of a sense.

thoughts kept close to himself. only pulled from them by the wise gaze of Erpa-ha. charmion might have shrunk beneath it any other time. now he felt only confident, to know this place was still held by one so steadfast while the royals walked elsewhere.

i will be the palace's will, he kept the leaf at the ready should the young mazoi stir again. anything may be asked of me and i will answer.

his Lord of his House was not here to stop his body servant from being tasked with things beyond fellahin. he had decided that akashingo was a place plenty deserving of being a shield for.