it coils like a molten snake,
and cuts you like a sharp knife.
this desert heat is a hunter—
it will ruthlessly take your life.
and cuts you like a sharp knife.
this desert heat is a hunter—
it will ruthlessly take your life.
“Have you seen the Solterran nobility?” and if it’s a joke, she doesn’t laugh, but she thinks of some of the nobles and their ridiculous attire, for what realistic individual would ever wear half the things they did beneath the unforgiving light of Solis. Truly, it was an accomplishment they didn’t drop dead from heat stroke. Maybe that’s why they stayed inside so much and had servants do their work for them.
Teiran watched Mathias as his eyes followed a woman as she moved through the crowd, and she too looked at the stranger. Was he familiar with her? She didn’t know, but she didn’t recognize the mare either, which meant she likely wasn’t Solterran. To be completely fair, she hadn’t seen anyone she knew here, except for Mathias of course. How many Solterrans had even made the trip here?
There were other things the soldier could be doing, like patrolling. If she didn’t do them, she knew that nobody else would. Her sage green gaze slanted back at Mathias as he spoke again. “No,” she said flatly but honestly. She had grown up, practically raised, right out in the desert. It had only been in recent years that Teiran had really started being among the court and its citizens, “If you hate it so much why do you call it home.” It never occurred to her that anyone could get sick of their home.
Teiran watched Mathias as his eyes followed a woman as she moved through the crowd, and she too looked at the stranger. Was he familiar with her? She didn’t know, but she didn’t recognize the mare either, which meant she likely wasn’t Solterran. To be completely fair, she hadn’t seen anyone she knew here, except for Mathias of course. How many Solterrans had even made the trip here?
There were other things the soldier could be doing, like patrolling. If she didn’t do them, she knew that nobody else would. Her sage green gaze slanted back at Mathias as he spoke again. “No,” she said flatly but honestly. She had grown up, practically raised, right out in the desert. It had only been in recent years that Teiran had really started being among the court and its citizens, “If you hate it so much why do you call it home.” It never occurred to her that anyone could get sick of their home.
