Lion Head Mesa You are a golden animal

makono was discerning; quick to point out the obvious dishevelment of her chosen fellahin and the quick words felt barbed to nazli, who quickly averted her gaze to a patch of light upon the ground.

i was to start my above-ground training. the only place to find such rich red earth was outside of the palace, which makono knew given her free reign of the territory. nazli's jaw briefly tensed; she wasn't sure if it was proper to share too much detail about jawahir or their trickery, but she wanted to talk to someone.

a friend, not a princess.

i got a little... carried away. turned around, more like it. it had taken her ages to find the mazoi barracks and after, when they hadn't needed what she'd brought, it took time to find her way back. hours, wasted!