Lion Head Mesa epithet

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Sokha couldn't help but find a frown drawn upon her lips.

The sun had risen far too soon, the night gone as quickly as it had come. 

As much as she would have liked to linger longer within his tight, affectionate embrace, she knew it was time to leave Ramesses. He was Pharaoh. Surely there were things to be done without her presence.

Unless you will command otherwise, Pharaoh, the sun has bid my departure. And so, if he would allow it, Sokha would carefully slip away from his grasp and see her way out of his chambers, leaving him to whatever business he need attend.