Lion Head Mesa meadowlands

quick strides carried him down the hall's towards where Amiirad @Neith held her own space. there was a grand relief in knowing the young royals had returned. even if he had dread about a great many other things.

he had brought with him a meal. an excuse so that he might check in on the Royal Child who had been so kind to him.

her space had been kept tidy and freshened in her absence, the right of all royals. the altar she had constructed had been given the same service — and had seen his prayers daily.