Lion Head Mesa myrrh

jawahir was filled with thoughts of ramesses at any given moment. now, given this chance, it took effort to remain present. all they wanted was the life that satsu held, and if jawahir could give this man what his own wife could not, everything was therefore within the hebsut's grasp - at long last!

he pulled away.

jawahir made a small sad sound, creeping after him. the name of another fellahin caused the coyote to heel quickly. belen, the newest one, could be used easily enough.

kasmut has much work to do. jawahir lied easily.

belen was smart and quick, though also naive, and was filled with a fire that would be hard to tamper down. it will be weeks, maybe months, before the girl is suitable for you. kasmut is a skilled teacher of these things - but to hone the girl properly, it will take time.

perhaps in this way jawahir could keep the pharaoh all to themselves.

tamar was a good attendant. it is unfortunate that she was... lost, to us. a sly stab at satsu, who had caused all of this. and for what? not even the jewel could understand.