Lion Head Mesa scepter

makono had withdrawn. she had not spoken. she had eaten alone. he did not like that she was left to the devices of the sanpin, but raising a tooth to the divine child in the middle of her own palace would mean an immediate and bloody death. he simply trusted she would not.
ramesses accepted all this silently and without a gesture to indicate he had heard anything. his heart roiled inside him. he did not want to place the fellahin as his spy, he wanted only a report upon makono's well-being.
"i want to make a grand gift to her. tell me the colors and items she enjoys. her fondest objects. do not describe their details. only give to me a sense of the princess' favoured palette."