Lion Head Mesa iron

The truth? Jawahir could say those things and mean them. They could speak of the white furred man and let him claim these halfbreeds, but that served no one.

I will not lie to my lord, the mother claimed.

They are Ramesses; even if he does not know of them, or does not see my son as the same as one of Satsu's, they have sun blood.

An edge to their voice next. He knows I would never desert Akashingo. I will go to him soon... but the children, they must be safe and hidden. If sharing their milk ensures that they live, I will barter for that.