The Queen of the desert herd was alone. For the first time since she'd finished her huge list of stories, her King wasn't in her sights. In fact, she wasn't sure where he was. Taking care of matters he felt weren't important for a female to know, perhaps. Or stalking around, watching her. Either was likely, even given the current circumstances. Though the last was more possible. Knowing Shah Ryar's paranoia concerning other males near his women, she wouldn't be surprised if a twig snapped near her rear. There were quite a few bushes near her. But she trusted he'd be more quiet than that. Or the plan would be fouled. If he was hiding, that was. She'd bet her first born son on it that he was. You didn't spend every night with someone for three years without picking up a thing or two about them.Thoughts of her sons brought a small smile to her lips, hidden completely by the cloth over her muzzle. It wasn't large enough to touch her eyes. Scheherazade's face, if the whole of it was seen, was always in a state of utter calm. No emotion flickered across her face often. Only the three stallions in her life, her sister, and her father, had ever received a lot of emotion from her. Even then, it was normally in private.
The bay mare walked out into a small clearing. She could hear the waves on the lake lapping against the shore from behind a large group of bushes. There was some splashing. Perhaps the Nova or the little foal who had come with the dancer mare playing in the water. With her own sons grown up, it thrilled her heart to hear more little hooves on the sand. She hoped to have more herself, one day. Some daughters were needed to bring in new stock of powerful and strong stallions to her family. If she ever conceived, again. Every night with the King for three years and she only got pregnant after all of it was done?
Or maybe that was what her God wanted. With Shah Ryar in that state, any foals were in danger of his temper before she managed to catch him around the neck with her rope. Since she had, she was gifted with two boys, exactly what was needed to start the new herd. Two strong boys to ensure as many heirs as possible.
Now was not the time to dwell on the past. The hidden smile vanished quickly as Scheherazade placed a worried expression in her eyes. That should work to attract the attention of the predator tailed stallion. To add to the scene, she drooped her ears and lowered her head. When needed, the Queen could be quite the actress.
