Meadow

"The Lagoon." Immediately Rhaenys wrinkles her nose in protest. She'd heard of the lagoon. Not somewhere she would ever want to set foot. Even if it wasn't full of men, it simply wasn't her type of place. She already missed the Dunes, not so much the Hills. She was...adjusting to her new home but it wasn't quite home. She missed the soft sand beneath her feet and the oasis in which she spent the days of her youth. The Hills were acceptable, and she'd never insult the land out loud. It took much of her strength not to wrinkle her nose each time she lay down on the hard packed earth. Her ambitions were not the only thing that kept her near the shore where the sand was looser.

Her dark gaze flicks back toward him from the lagoon in the distance as she comes to a halt. She stands off to the side, her expression hard to read as she pushes thoughts of the Lagoon, and the Hills, and the Dunes out of her mind. For a moment she simply wants to forget it all. Her lust for power was the only thing she had ever wanted and it weighed heavily on her, a crown a bit too heavy.

And a bit too big.

For the first time since becoming queen, Rhaenys considers the fact that she may be ill-prepared for such a thing. Her aversion to anything that isn't Salem could prove a difficult predicament and so she ignores it. Her eyes darken and her ears twitch slightly.

"Do you think I'm lonely at home, scorpion-girl?" His voice brings her back again and she stares at him through her pale lashes. Scorpion-girl. Her tail, long and silver, thrashes against her fine-boned haunches. Part of her wants to tell him that's Queen Scorpion-girl, but it occurs to her they had never exchanged names. They had exchanged insults, and nips, but names were not something they had shared. A part of her doesn't want to hide who she is, but a part of her does. A part of her wants to remain a secret. A part of her wants to be scorpion-girl and nothing else.

She takes a step closer.

"We're not at home, mystery boy." Her proximity is a challenge and she extends her neck, nearing his nostrils with her own. "Are you lonely now?"