Lion Head Mesa Anubis

Of course, Prince Makono.

Bayek would not deny the young wolf her wishes. Curiosity was to be expected when Makono had likely known only her father’s palace and the grounds he permitted her travel to. When he had been young, the Medjay had sought to wander for a period. It was the way of his father and the Medjay who came before them. They were nomads in their hearts.

I must admit, the earthy man spoke quietly, now. I am not fond of the cold. Amethyst eyes shifted toward the young figure. Bayek offered a thin smile that did not reach his eyes. There was nothing bad to be said about Akashingo. It was different from Siwa, yes. One could not be superior to the other and it was difficult to compare them when they were so different.

If Akashingo had endless sunlight and the warmth of Ra blessed it, always… I would think it would be vastly superior to anything I have ever seen.