Lion Head Mesa kitna

Sayf could see how carrying children would get in the way of the jodai's job. But then, that didn't leave any other women. He assumed the pharaoh didn't want the noble to marry a man, so he was left wondering and at a loss for what to suggest next. 

But his master's mind was always working, the wheels always spinning. He never failed to think up solutions to his problems; the fellahin admired that about him. 

He spoke of Brecheliant and the caldera. He even mentioned Mereo; Sayf thought of Arsenio. The hurt of his abandonment still stung deeply. 

The pale god asked him a question and the pain was gone instantly. Sayf nipped and nuzzled into his master's neck. Always, pharaoh, was his softly spoken answer.