Lion Head Mesa she who waits

Ramesses was quick to introduce her to his wife, a smile on her features as she offered the lady an extra dip of her head, settling across from them. She knew her role and it’s importance, none the wiser to his shameless flatter that he had attempted to pepper her with.
 
“It is as it sounds. The days are long… I am also a medicus, and I tend to the soldiers injuries. I’ve been trained since near birth in my craft. I oversee the plebians, and help them figure out how they might best serve Mereo, and ensure that everything runs smoothly.” It was the simplest part of her role, though in truth even that was more complicated than she dove into.