Lion Head Mesa sickle

she spoke with a truly alluring worshipfulness.
ramesses at last descended from his throne to approach sayyadina
"did your dreams foretell this?"
he kissed the arch of her neck as he had done with satsu, unable to help himself from bringing the queen to mind even now! annoyed, ramesses focused more fiercely upon his new fellahin, demanding silently with his lips and figure the same adoration she had professed only moments before.