Lion Head Mesa sed

she grew tired.

they could be at this all day, in winding weaving ways. she did not desire it. she had pushed as much as she could without causing a scene or becoming accused of treason.

she stood, removed herself from his throne and in that moment removed herself from her own mind too. down two, three steps.

i will say no more. not to him. it hurt worse than begging for mercy in spars.

release me, and i will seek out those who need me.

senmut would be first.

bayek could wait a day, this she would order.