Lion Head Mesa basium

last for me as well! <3

tactician's gaze noted how the young royal looked to the man akavir. he wondered if she was freer than her sister had been, or if the blood-honored way of marital arrangements still held sway inside the palace.

it was not his place to know, nor to inquire, but the eagle found himself far more invested in akashingo and its politics than was necessary. after all, it had been fennec who had placed makono upon the throne, despite the fact that each of them might have denied it.

fennec.

his heart twinged. his throat thickened.

friends.

swan bella and taltos. he spared an approving if sardonic thought for their names. "thank you, great queen," he said, stepping to her side if the retinue allowed, and in this way would the miseried germanicus and the swiftcurrent wolves enter the lavish rich rooms of akashingo.