Two Eyes Cenote hard spires

At last there breathed some passion into the man which appeased Semer-wati.

“It is not happenstance that put a lion on our mesa. All the Teekon will fear the wroth of an Akashingo Prince. Teach them the lion’s mercy, Wedjat,” that was none at all. “Flay any man who crosses the crown– or any woman.”

His tail flicked and with open animosity hung over the spine of sesh before parrying back to the guard. Enough; now.

"The young mazoi will be returned," he agreed. "Rest. Heal. Muat-riya needs you well.”

He slipped from the rooms. In the morning he would return to Akashingo, eager to reunite with his childen.