Lion Head Mesa the tower

someone was calling for pharaoh. tasked with getting water to carry inside, belen gleefully dropped the cupped leaf she was carrying. tavina could fetch her own supplies. she herself had not yet met maegi, being an attendant at court now as well as the priest's personal pleasure. her tail lifted as she approached. belen tried to use the seductive walk she had seen her betters employ. "this is the palace of akashingo and i am fellahin to the pharaoh. why do you call?" he had a pair of striking green eyes she liked. perhaps he would stay and enjoy ramesses' hospitality.