Lion Head Mesa Anubis

tamar felt her ears fall back against her skull.

kasmut teased with the easiness of one who had royal favour. but surely there was a darker price for occupying only pharaoh's bed. and she hoped that the beautiful one would not find it so.

"she is kind." a lie. "she is proud as pharaoh ramesses. they are a good match."

sensing that kasmut did not intend for her to leave, tamar warily dropped to her haunches.