Lion Head Mesa So let me just give up

His face, his divine face. Oh, how she'd missed it. The small smile forming couldn't be stopped; though, it could be changed.

Ramesses spoke now. Her cheeks drew down, content to listen and focus.

There were many ways to worship, he explained. But which was the most divine way? Surely there had to be one. Which way of worshiping would you say is the most pleasing to your Gods and Goddesses? Maybe he knew which.