@TheWakandanKing « familiar and famed face of the man that stood opposite her took her by surprise. Mouth agape, the ex-healer took a minute before lastly uttering something.
“Your Majesty,” said Naya, opening the aforementioned door wider, a silent invite.
“. . How can I help you?”
@TheWakandanKing « placed said muffins on the table, then rushed to the entryway — giving herself a brisk glance in the mirror; a little tug here and there, moving strands of hair away. Naya straightened her posture before opening the door — initially, she assumed it was a friend, but the »