Lion Head Mesa Catacombs

tavina stroked his ears with her muzzle for a moment. "pharaoh wanted her to go and learn somewhere else for a while. i think you will see her again, though i'm not sure she will come back to stay." encouraging but pragmatic. that was how she chose to nuture siptah.

a body-servant, indeed! ramesses' words, flying out of his mouth. but she was not put off. he was the prince and heir, after all; it stood to reason he would also learn how to speak. siptah was already so formal.

his suggestion was that of a boy, however, a hurting child who would miss his mother for the first milestones. her heart ached; her eyes stung. "i think that is a very good idea. queen satsu will enjoy that a lot. you could tell her the story when we take it up."

now for a kill. she flicked her tail and looked around. "let's go walk along the serpent," she said, referring to the body of water not far away. "maybe we can find some tracks in the mud."