Lion Head Mesa electrum

"tell me of the goddess Iset then," he urged. the servants moved around them; the breeze was gentle. he smiled at toula. all felt right in the world, despite the redstone tomb of his first queen far in the distance.
the land was theirs. the river was sweet.
she was already so elegant, this child that he and treva had made. ramesses was seized with sorrow for his first three, that their own mother was not here to watch them grow into their hallowed selves.