Redsand Canyon eagle

speak freely!

but every ears could be listening, turned upon them. a shared tongue between the two could already draw enough attention.

but the canyon was empty here.

i wish for bodies in mereo, imperator. she admitted freely. my reign is not set for a certain season or year, she explained, the wind ruffled her nape. tender from the spars. but i wish to give you nobles from akashingo.

how crass that sounded!

plebians for the support of your legions. commoners. or wives if they are fitting mereo soldiers and akashingo soldiers who might befitting wives of mereo.

none of this a demand, all of it spoken as if she was holding a court with him.

speak freely in turn. give me your logic, imperator.

was she the image of her father or her mother?

she suddenly felt far from either.