Lion Head Mesa heartfelt

he's under no obligation to respond! <3

the palace practically vibrated!

nala, though, felt content to keep her head down. to ignore those who whispered or scurried down halls or seemed to play court in all places but the court!

she had tucked herself into halls of worship. it was there she attempted to move, to dance. she lived in the world of a good future. a future where she danced before the queen at her winter feast to come. a future where she would bloom with children for tavina.

a future where maybe they did not live in red sand palace, even if the red sand kept a hold among them.

so tell her, for all she did to avoid the man's gaze and the politics that swirled, that she went straight to the source! to @Ramesses himself! as if she might somehow silence the palace if she tended to the heart of it.

her voice trembled softly.

oh, may you...announce me? is he free? she whispered her questions in that quivered songbird voice.