Lion Head Mesa Stones

Siptah had been too focused on his work to notice the female's approach, so her greeting startled him, causing to drop a rather large stone squarely on his paw. "OUCH!" the Prince shouted, jerking his paw from the rock to examine it. It was scraped and bleeding, but it didn't look terrible.

Cursing under his breath, Siptah also hastily wiped away his tears, then finally looked to the woman. "Uh... hi. Help would be nice. Could you help me move this one? It's really heavy," he moved back to the stone he'd injured himself on. At the end of this, his blood, sweat, and tears would all be a part of his mother's tomb. It was worth every moment, every scrape and cut.