Lion Head Mesa Ṣalāt al-Janāzah

the words ran along swift and cunning.

jawahir spoke of treason. or as much of it as tamar could understand. betrayal. her pale eyes remained fixed to the favourite of ramesses all the while.

there was a long silence when the explanation, and the promise, had ended.

"ladayk fireawna. limadha tahtajuni." she did not yet trust. jawahir lived above the fellahin. why now the move to take?

but in her heart, she wanted to know this secret.