Lion Head Mesa she is good, but she lies

ramesses enjoyed capitulation. it was not that he meant maegi ill-will or disrespect; he enjoyed her and held no judgement that she had found pleasure after much pain.
but the talk of this husband rankled him. the poisoner belonged to akashingo now, and by proxy to him. every step she took now was to be in service of the palace. it was how this extension of luxury worked.
and who was sheogorath?
she seemed sickened. ramesses did not understand that. was it the fact that gucci was not a wolf? certainly maegi knew that there were many heads under this roof. "go and rest," pharaoh murmured in a voice that was almost affectionate. "i shall send tavina to you."