Redsand Canyon sand blossom

She was well. The woman was relieved to hear it. She admitted once more that she was waiting for her time to come and Aquene offered a softened smile in her direction. “I am certain your time shall come soon, Tamar.” She could see it in that moment, a group of little Arsenio’s and Tamar’s bustling about and playfighting. It would be a sight to behold, and more natural in her mind than the surely strategic and cold coupling of the Matrona and Imperator. She still did not fully understand how love or children had any place between the warm and caring Matrona and the cold and calculated Imperator. It was not her place, however, to judge… apparently that responsibility fell to the Imperator.
 
She offered a soft smile at the mention of the soldier, a strained look also finding her features. “Married… the Imperator demanded we be wed or chaperoned.” She explained softly, a sigh though she did not dive further into it. Nothing else had changed, it was just a title. She forced herself to remember that. There was a hint of worry and concern at the mention of a civilian patrol. “I am not certain it is fortified enough for that… the injuries Kallik and Glaukos sustained on their venture… they were quite severe. I think the Imperator might want to make the area more secure before we are allowed to venture that far.”