Two Eyes Cenote [m][wp] Garter

“Not at all, my Lady. You are a guest here,” her nose dips, the implication being that it was the fellahin’s job to show her a good time while visiting the palace.

She turns towards the hall then to escort the red woman back through the corridors into the revelrous reception room. A polite nod is given before parting.

The blindness in the berry-wine sat, tempting her. She gathers her charger and returns to service, but she would endeavor to keep the red woman in her sights that evening.