Lion Head Mesa put my heart in its recipe

At once the woman understood, yet lacked recognition for the name. She was older than Satsu and perhaps had encountered a variation of the Saints once, or someone like them. They shared a knowing look before moving on.

Maegi motioned to Satsu's expressive girth and asked a question nobody else had considered. The queen smiled, but shook her head.

I think, when they are born, I will know who they are. She mused aloud.

In my culture... The woman names her daughters, but the man finds the name of the sons. I hope I have sons to please Ramesses; he wishes for heirs, of course. That said, Satsu did worry. What would become of a daughter born to this place?