Lion Head Mesa Anubis

I am blessed! *raises hands* ^w^

There could only be one who was referred to as Medjay and that was Bayek. The man drew his gaze up to meet the figure of the wolf who addressed him. Fortune had given him exactly who he had been searching for.

Prince Makono, Bayek offered in a hushed rumble of his voice. The man dipped his head in respect to the young figure. When he had been younger, the Medjay had daydreamed of a royal life. He had fanciful images play through his mind of grand feasts and beautiful palaces in the natural landscape. Now, the Medjay walked the halls of the Pharaoh’s palace and worked to teach the prince of Akashingo.

I had hoped that you might join me on a patrol. Perhaps, I could tell you more of my homeland.

Bayek would understand if the prince was occupied with other matters. The young royal could not be expected to have much free time. Makono was learning and growing. She was stepping into her duties as a future-ruler. Maybe she would humor him, for a short while.