Lion Head Mesa Good Morning, Khepri

father, the child said , and ramesses gave a strained little laugh through an incredulous throat. it seemed scarcely possible that the stripling could address him, not when it felt as though he had barely been born.
pharaoh considered siptah's question for the childish thing it was. "because when women give birth they no longer need their husbands quite so much." bitter. erroneous. but it was their way.
he fixed his eyes to the prince again, marveling reluctantly at what an amalgamation of both himself and satsu the boy had become. "i am glad you have begun your studies with akhtar. he will teach you many things. listen to all of his words." he leaned his head back and closed his eyes for a long moment.