Lion Head Mesa I don't want your good advice

something stirred and flared in her chest.

"as pharaoh and I had decided as one,"

of course her husband would find such fit, wouldn't he? not to think poor but she was not blind to things! the way they had laid together and danced — when another queen had still been sitting upon a throne.

you speak so grandly. she praised with a soft string of warmth. perhaps i might invite you to worship before my eyes? i am so greedy in seeing the way of these things.

and plans could be made, to make it so.