Lion Head Mesa (ap) Snapped fingers break hypnosis

the dog did not look away.
inside himself, ramesses began to curdle with the anger of the disrespected. it showed only as a cooler sheen settled over his face. his lips smiled. the dark-lined eyes remained implacable.
so close he could smell the fruit the man had grabbed, and watched him take more.
ramesses motioned toward the fellahin darting to and fro. "surely you will not refuse my offer to come to the wellspring below."
it was not a question.
the man's mention of satsu provoked pharaoh.
"perhaps it is where your woman is. they are quite skilled with their tongues, our servants. shall we go and find her?"
a honeyed, floating laugh followed.