Lion Head Mesa you bring out the worst in me

goodness he was a petulant man. 

tavina took all his tutting and demands with an easy expression. "you're right. but i am not a servant. i am the doctor of akashingo, and i may speak what i see." she motioned with a paw toward the medicine. "the tonic will become less effective the longer you wait, highness."

she glanced around his rooms. "pharaoh wants you to drink with him, not alone. he means you as a member of his court and yet you are hardly seen." when a fellahin came peeping at the door, she sent them off again with a harsh look of purple eyes.

"i suggest you let me bathe you and begin to go out of doors," tavina warned softly. she moved to offer him water, quite aware that he could strike her or refuse and nothing would be done. she had only the force of her bearing. "ramesses desires a companion in his prince. you have the pleasure-servants and more power than you have yet explored."

tavina lifted her chin. "it is time to become a prince, great one."