Lion Head Mesa tepidus

the man had a head about him.

it was what brought her to pharaoh. it was not what brought her to snake pit of romans.

now he spoke of spring. her gaze fell into one of bright humor. surely he knew his own words, the sound of them.

the divine lady will allow it.

she wished for no more of him, she thought heavily of her husband and intended to politely see out the roman now. before either one lost track of themselves.