Lion Head Mesa teacup ride

She stared, owl eyed, for a second, before she was tittering again, far more nervously this time.

A-ah! A vizier! You are king’s advisor, conseiller! She plopped back down on her rear.

A small advising for the long leggeds! Does he listen? She asked, eyes wide and curious with a tinge of nerves. He was so high up! It was amazing, the idea that this fe-oh-a listened to a small’s advice!

This was such a place!