Lion Head Mesa A neat tucked slice

Sayf knew all about Germanicus' honor and how bound he was to it. There had once been a time when he offered himself to the intimidating man only to be rejected. It still stung to think about. 

But Qiao was invested in the future of Akashingo, and this filled the hebsut with excitement. Together, they could see to it that the paharoh's kingdom grew. His master deserved that and more. 

do not sulk, sayf. The words finally pulled his gaze up to meet the intriguing eyes of the priestess. Her smile was mesmerizing and it caused a familiar heat in his stomach. She had more planned for him than experiencing the pleasures he could show her. Whatever you need from me, my lady. This was offered with a dip of his head. And no one is too old to know pleasure, he added. He had no intention of giving up; he would just have to be more subtle in his advances. 

But the forest. Not much I am afraid. Why do you ask?