Lion Head Mesa cobalt

"she will stay wherever you wish."

she could not read treva's tone and so she only assumed. "i think you should prepare not to see him for a while. he is suffering and he says horrible things to anyone around him. men lash out when they are in pain. keep away until he finds control again." 

suppose ramesses should rethink and turn treva into a suspect? tavina was not even sure that she trusted the mazoi herself. but she was only a messenger, and now with the weight of royal expectations on her, the sly, pretty creature would be under even more watch and lock.

"tell no one any of this," the sesh said in a low, firm tone.