Arrow Lake one breath, it'll just break

"what i do, lady meadow, is protect the future investments of mereo. i do not live in the present. only the days to come. better to have eyes inside the corridors of a madman than not." she had met him, had experienced a taste of his seeking hunger, certainly.

"and the ones i send are ready for it. designed for it. not innocents sent into the belly of the beast. that would be you."

harsh! too harsh! germanicus felt the sting of his own resentment bittering his mouth. his yellowpaint eyes flared for a moment of heat and passion and rage and something else lurking. 

"you never did detail what the pharaoh said to you." the soldier was a cold-rock imperator now, thrummed by her beauty and expressiveness but a tactician's serpent. "tell me."