Lion Head Mesa scorpion

no more talk of the roman. it disgusted him that germanicus had ever set foot within akashingo. ramesses, then, was pleased to turn toward other things. his lazuli eyes seemed to catch with a brilliant warmth when the boy spoke, speaking of taking his place within the court.
that was all pharaoh heard, of course. he stopped and turned toward crowfeather in the air of a man with hands clasped behind his back, standing tall and shimmering and omnipotent beneath the eye of Ra which burnt down toward the mesa.
"when you are royal chief physician, you will make these choices for yourself."
he felt himself inexorable.
"it was satsu who put the first leaves and medicine on maggie's face. she nursed me as well. the queen would be pleased to honor you as a first pupil."