Lion Head Mesa with the warmth of the sun

ramesses studied the little man with the long drawl. "are you fond of her?" he asked directly. that she had involvement with the sanpin was of no concern to pharaoh. indeed; those in akashingo were mindful of their rank and their positions. 
"marry her." she was a sesh he was a noble. "but if this is not your wish, then i will ensure she is indeed consulted as their meshkenet." their carer. more than jawahir but not a wife.
still, it remained for gucci to elucidate. ramesses had become fond of him, and as such, had patience.