Lion Head Mesa you gotta be

senmut watched her for a moment. he wondered who her people were, or where they had gone. she had not been left as a gift, but seemed to offer herself as one now.

a spy? the priest decided such things were for his ruler to winkle out of the pretty stranger. "come. i will take you to the pharaoh."

archly the man turned and began to stride over the red sand, back toward the palace.