Lion Head Mesa ho[m]e

Making some assumptions because I missed a lot with her, can edit just PM me! Set around the time MR arrives to AK.

Their lives had been upended. It had happened in such a way that Nazli should have been surprised, but she found herself rolling with the change as easily as she had handled the chaos of the raids; it had been easy for her to hide with her daughter, to keep out of the way. When that changed - and she had assumed the role of mother to more - it had not been such a struggle to adapt, not until things went wrong. A child missing, a child returned; injured, nursed over, recovered as much as the gods allowed... Together, again. Together, always.
Now they said goodbye to their home. The journey had felt so long to the priestess, and she owed the fluidity of their migration to @Senmut, to the Mazoi, to @Toula and her consort; their arrival was joyous to some, awe-inspiring to the children. She could only feel dread as the spires of Akashingo rose upon the horizon. As the earth turned from red-brown to moss green, to ochre, to tilled gold - a familiar ache descended across her spine and a twist accompanied the drop of her stomach. @Aiesha had noticed, and asked after her, and Nazli had to smile that mother-knows-best catchall expression, promising it was nothing - only tired, my beloved.
The children were settled. Some to fellahin quarters, some to the barracks of the Mazoi, because there was space. Aiesha and she, together, took up with Senmut in the holy place, and for a time there was comfort in the familiar scents of herbs, and the icons made of twisted reed; Nazli helped Aiesha to sleep by telling her stories of how mother and father met, edited with delicate craftwork of the tongue.
Now, alone, she slips from all of these things.
She strides to the heart of the palace, above-ground, in the courtyard. The sleeping place of the priests behind her, where Aiesha nests. Nazli looks up, and up, and up, along the straight edges of the mesa which looks somehow like grinning teeth in the gloaming.