Lion Head Mesa hanasaka

"because your husband wants me?" belen quipped swiftly. she inched into the room, strangely empowered by the way the queen had looked at her. it was a sliver of truth in a place draped by deception. yes. she had already been hardened. taught. the fellahin had done well with her. belen looked around the majestic room. "kasmut tells me that when i have served the pharaoh, i am to be your maid as well." this provoked a lift of her lip. "but i am here now, reina. what can i learn from you?"