Rosewater Oasis the sands of time

His lips curved into a measured smile, a glint of amusement and calculation flickering behind his eyes. “You are right, of course,” he replied smoothly, his voice rich and unhurried. “The desert shows no mercy, and yet, here I stand."

Her dismissal of Ra did not go unnoticed, but he did not press it. She was an outsider, unversed in the divine truths that guided Vahanet. That ignorance, though, was forgivable—for now.

He stopped just short of her. “Rest, then,” he allowed, his tone almost indulgent.

“But understand that this oasis is not a sanctuary for the lost. It is a kingdom for the strong. If you wish to stay, you will need to prove your worth.” His smirk returned.

“That is the way of Vahanet.”