Lion Head Mesa Khnum

it looked like they had finally come to an accord. belen bowed her head and kicked at nothing upon the sandy floor. kasmut was correct, and the thought of seeing pharaoh again soothed her. maybe it was only her. perhaps kasmut was right. "i do not know. i am — i do not know what i want." but she did. she had heard them. she had seen the fellahin join ramesses in the chamber she had never entered. she wanted to see these things before they were asked of her. but she could hardly say this aloud. "jawahir says i will go to serve the queen after pharaoh has been pleased. will i serve her in the same way?" she had become more collected under the assuming care of kasmut, and now blinked almost placidly at her warden.