Spotted Eagle Mountain snake

When she returned she brought the planned oleander and passed it, wrapped carefully, to Makono. It was enough to confirm death in a wolf larger than her husband - it should work, without a doubt, on any pharaoh. Unless he was truly a god, she thought with a bit of dark humor.

Give him all of it… and do it late. It’ll appear more natural if it seems he slept.

She turned to depart, then cast back as an afterthought. Good luck. If things went sideways, Mereo could be implicated, but she trusted they wouldn’t. The Prince had more to lose than they did.

She did not wait for Germanicus. That she did not have time to visit the Pharoah changed nothing. The mistrust she felt sown between them held strong, and only a separate conversation would resolve it.