Lion Head Mesa sins and scars you'll never recognize

Sayf closed his eyes and smiled at the returning affection. There was some unknown force shared between them—maybe sprung from the knowledge of what it meant to truly serve. 

She hinted that one day he might be more than a servant, but that was not really what he wished for. He would keep that to himself, though. And maybe he would learn and grow in ways that didn't threaten his good fortune with the pharaoh. Now you lead the mazoi, he commented. You have come far. He looked up at her with admiration. Her spirit was strong.