Lion Head Mesa thirteenth

so already she gathered her loyal.

senmut saw now that she had put such into motion even if she had only just comprehended.

"how would you have me test them, great one?" the young priest asked silently, as if he did not this very second turn his back upon her father! upon all known ways of akashingo!

"if you choose this path, divine one, you must make your choices now." his voice was slow, the tones of a floating advisor. "what will be done with the other children of pharaoh. what will be done with his queen." a man might stamp out all his father's lineage to begin his own.

but she was not a man. she was crown prince of akashingo.