Lion Head Mesa steel

the rest that was shared with her, to be careful, to eat more, to rest, a timeline; satsu heard but also did not hear. she was still reeling from the news, and did not know what to make of it for herself.

this was what she'd wanted. this was what pharaoh desired. all of her back-and-forth about her own desires and now, yes, this was everything.

do not tell anyone, the queen ordered of tavina, her voice sharp, a touch panicked at first. it smoothed and became like still water after. not yet. i do not want everyone worrying over me more than they already do.

and ramesses; he might be enthralled by the idea, but to have finally gained what he'd desired of satsu (her openness with him, her body, her everything) only to be denied it again as swiftly, would certainly change his mood for the worse.

satsu did not yet want to give him up to the fellahin.