Lion Head Mesa 治す futsukayoi

tamar had not expected to become satsu's counsel.

she listened until the queen had finished speaking. it was easy to believe that their pharaoh had already been prolific. tamar did not have a proper response for what it was she felt the other asked.

"i am the last daughter of my father's third wife." it was the entire reason the desert girl found herself here now. she had not grown upon knowing the patriarch of her small clan. he had never visited tamar with a fatherly air, only one of frustration and impatience.

she had been tolerated until the night the traders came. abalone, they had called it. tamar had watched her father's face lighten. for three pieces of the sea-coin she had been sent with them.

"his first wife knew that the sons she did not bear would take away her power. she told him it was her right to control his lesser wives. his concubines. it was she who chose when he would be visited. it was she who chose who might conceive." tamar breathed. "you cannot change a man like pharaoh. but you do not have to suffer."