Lion Head Mesa copper

"he has been restless a long time, divine one. he is not suited for these things." 

tavina had not expected ramesses to move quickly, but he was not moving at all. she hid her frustration. "the queen and your children are awake. perhaps you might allow me to handle this. bathe and go to her, perhaps, holiness." 

she kept the barb from her tongue. kasmut was stirring.

"at any rate, he is still quite injured. he will do more damage to his healing if he is allowed to get far."

tavina could not very well command the pharaoh. and so she tried to lead him to where he might go.