Lion Head Mesa 治す futsukayoi

satsu did not speak.

but when she did again it was to dismiss tamar. the girl gingerly unfolded herself from the warm pelts upon the queen's bed and slipped to the cooler floor. "yes, highness."

she knew what she could bring. the oddity of the morning stayed with tamar as she left the chamber. and once outside of it, once beyond satsu's demands for a time, the maidservant walked with a lighter step than she had since arriving in akashingo.