Lion Head Mesa Nobody died (except me).

The dark caretaker said something about fellahin. Reyes quirked a look at her and murmured, huh? But he had become so focused on keeping to the path that he did not realize Tavina was being defensive.

They were soon standing before the door to the throne-room. Reyes could hear people moving around in the hallways adjacent. Someone whispered something. Claws skittered on stone.

There were servants inside too, as he was welcomed by at least one by the door. Perhaps it was a mazoi. This place had such strange names for things, he thought.