Redsand Canyon Estía

Going to lovingly fade this and make you a brand spanking new one! Because I am only slightly obsessed. ^^;

Love had filled their room and made it into a home.

Arsenio could breathe again, though he was not certain it spoke positively on his soul. For, while Tamar was safely tucked to his chest, made into his wife, the young stranger Belen had been left to the Pharaoh. The Greek did not know Belen. He could not allow her to matter as much as his beloved mattered.

If Arsenio could have offered all the young women in the world in exchange for her freedom, he would have – unquestioningly.