Lion Head Mesa ninth

nazli slept. he had blurted the name of @Makono to ahktar.

pharaoh and his bride had retired to the chambers in which senmut himself had never been. he waited for hours, dozing here and there, until at last the din of voices had settled to only a few.

drawn, exhausted, smelling of the party, he slunk to the royal chambers of the amiirad, and announced himself, entering only when addressed.

senmut prostrated himself.