Lion Head Mesa tenth

the soldier stepped inside. ramesses was not at his throne; he stood instead in front of one of the many shelves lining the inside of the room.
senmut was waved away and departed at once.
before the man was a smooth stone with a deep indentation, and in this place there was a lilac liquid.
"tierra," pharaoh greeted. there was nothing in him of the night before; he may have been carved from alabaster. "i am unused to being touched by those who i have not granted permission to do so."
divine men did not apologize.
"i have seen you enjoy the splendors of akashingo. perhaps you will partake of this rarity with me." his tone was soft, sweetened. the lazuli eyes were deep; he was an adder and he waited.