Lion Head Mesa save the last dance [wp]

There was a soft sigh to his question, a distant look in her eyes for  a moment before she explained. “Arsenio does… he thinks that the Imperator broke his word by offering me the role of Matrona after I was promised to Epoch.” The feminist in her hated the idea that some trade between the Imperator and Arsenio would hold more weight than her own interests, but she herself had agreed to some extent.
 
She wanted to go where her husband was, and he had been willing to seek out Epoch. “I think Arsenio and Tamar both understood my reasons for staying. They are cross with the Imperator for giving me a reason to want to stay… but in truth my reason for staying is because I am a medicus. My home and my role is where the injuries are… which will not be Epoch, not with it being a place of learning.” It felt much like retirement.
 
Retirement would be the answer for that, and she was not ready to retire yet. “I do not know all of the details, but I do know that she was a fellahin in Akashingo… a servant to the Queen. Arsenio is not a fan of this place if his words were anything to go by… and so they left.” He had gone about it the best way he could.
 
“I should hope that for all, yourself included, Reyson. Everyone deserves happiness.” She hoped he might find some after the loss of Renaud.