Lion Head Mesa wild blue rye

A nod was given. He would check, though he did not doubt that they would be suitable enough. She wouldn’t have assigned Sayf to the task if she did not believe he would be able to accomplish it to her satisfaction. Bayek would only offer polite compliments, he was sure.

The dismissal was soft. The Medjay bowed his head in thanks to the Pharaoh and held his submissive form for a moment longer than he normally would. She was so young to be in the place of a ruler. Heavy was the head that wore the crown.

Bayek withdrew to his work and thought on their new Pharaoh until he became too troubled to continue.