Rosewater Oasis divinity & womanhood

queen racharra, wife of the court.

she bumped into the literal queen.

meryet's embarrassment was astronomical, but she shrugged it off and slipped it into her metaphorical back pocket. she needed to make a good first impression here. she studied the young queen, trailing her silhouette; she was tall, almost as tall as her husband, and there was untamed power in her frame, yet she seemed so delicate and polite. her eyes were pale and had a kernel of darkness behind them that made meryet wonder if there was once more life to them.

it really is something else, meryet smiled as wide as she could muster at the moment and extended a forepaw. i'm meryet. your... new servant, i suppose.