Lion Head Mesa with the warmth of the sun

NEVER A PROBLEM

ramesses considered.
"are you asking me to make you another match, neb?" he asked with only a faint humour. it was natural that gucci would wish to move onward. "melonii. her name must be writ into our halls. she is a part of akashingo and i would like to see that her lineage flourishes so long as i am pharaoh."
the children were of a special sort; even he would come to know it.
"or do you ask for a servant? a tutor?" he waited to hear.