Lion Head Mesa Vasílissa

he spoke swiftly with words she did not know, boisterous like pharaoh in his better moods. in speaking of a soldier satsu was again perplexed for she did not think sabah had the capacity to find and control a man of this calibre, and so quickly, unless —
germanicus.
it surprised satsu beyond all measure to think that the auxilliary would do this for her; but it was wise, and he was a man of experience. perhaps he had sent this arsenio here to take his place.
the soldier, germanicus? she asked, seeking clarification.
akashingo was in need; satsu did not think she could say no to him, stunned as she was. ramesses might not take kindly to the sudden appearance of another man, either, but how pharaoh felt was of little concern to satsu while war loomed; besides, he had jawahir to occupy him.
come, then. i... suppose, you should be fed, and shown the lay of the land. i can show you to our stores for a bite, and find you somewhere to sleep, but if you are to stay here in service to akashingo then you must seek out my queen's guard; sabah, the guard captain, will need to meet you.
and if the man does not pass sabah's scrutiny, satsu would be sure to know.
she would like a word with germanicus too, should he find himself upon the han again, the woman thought next.