Redsand Canyon stones

Tamar told him that she knew these things already.

She asked if he was happy in Mereo.

Arsenio gazed at her curiously. He wondered the same, hoping that she had found a modicum of peace in her freedom. It meant a great deal to him. Her question was a tricky one to answer. The man felt that Ramesses was still looming over them. He wished to be rid of the Pharaoh’s gaze. These were things that he did not want to weigh on her mind, though.

I am happy, with you. I would be happy anywhere that you were with me. So long as you are free, so long as you are close to me.

Arsenio wrapped her in his arms, reveling in the closeness.