Greatwater Lake thirty-fifth

THIS IS AN INVASION.

no posting order <3 @Khaba @Racharra @Miho @Sunspots (@Nazli for visibility!)

"protect our holy queen," senmut had instructed @Naberius and @Akhtar. "see that her servants are placated also." his gaze was firm. "and ber certain no one leaves the grounds of akashingo."

no one, including @Toula herself if it could be helped.

senmut was not a wolf of war, he was no general nor fightingman. but loyalty was his driving edict.

a howl, for @Zharille and @Zaahira, one that cut through the darkness of midnight. the former wished her throne returned, and the latter had accepted a place in the court of akashingo, though senmut was unsure if she might choose to return this day.

somehow the harried young priest had become cool-headed in his self-assuredness; he wore the catskin mantle of his station and as he stood waiting, the medjay bayek and the mazoi khusobek moved to flank him.

five to march.

dawn had passed from paleness into golden light when akashingo and its allies stood at the gates of the lake.

"khaba!" shouted senmut, his voice steady even as his nerves flinched. "you are commanded to stand for your crimes in this region, your theft of leadership, and your betrayal of pharaoh."

a moment, and then the erpa-ha proceeded on long strides, followed by khusobek.

bayek would remain at the border, a guardian against any allies the lake might have. "bring your children," senmut told zharille, eyes scanning the interior of the territory.

may Amun preserve us