Redsand Canyon lioness

the vale.

she thought of her disowned brother. nothing more than competition now. a threat — if he ever returned, refusing to bow or be consort.

there was a dark swell in her gaze.

for a very long moment she did not speak. only staring at the map between them.

siptah — his very name thick like coagulating venom on her tongue. was meant to have his first trip as emissary as there.

she was a brewing storm, but she discussed it all the same. it hardly mattered now, did it? the plan tossed aside by his betrayal.

i was to lead him in it.

had the imperator ever properly met the former heir?