Lion Head Mesa tearstain

"and bring death to all the fellahin?"

tamar lifted her paw, placed it upon arsenio's broad chest. "i and all the rest of them will suffer most if pharaoh dies. we belong to him." it did not matter that she resided within the queen's court.

it could not be forever.

"if he will kill the one who chooses me, then i must choose who it will be." arsenio understood that she had been given this power. 

let akashingo crumble. only then could tamar be free. she saw it now, as clearly as she saw the shape of his mouth and finally lifted herself against the guard to kiss him.