Lion Head Mesa deshret

beside her proclaimed pharaoh.
they stood at the meeting place of hinode — the overland throne, guarded by watchful warriors who helped those loyal to akashingo find their way. the mesa sprawled around them, tapering to far-off steppes one way, down to the river along the opposiute.
and all of it, their own.
eyes turned to satsu; at once she felt unsure, though a hard edge entered her gaze and a stiffness to her joints, compensating for the sensation. she did not know what to say, and so she remained silent and cold, beside the warm, gregarious man to whom she was betrothed.