Lion Head Mesa dying for pie

"today."

the priest motioned to her offering. "bring that and follow me."

the stretch of redsand road leading to the three great steps was expansive. senmut led in silence, climbing said steps with nary a falter, headed into a small cave-like opening behind the open-air throne room that led down beneath the mesa.

it was quieter here among the crimson hallways.

he did not take tuna to pharaoh. instead, he took her along a corridor that widened into a lovely underground courtyard and announced himself to the fellahin at the door.

"the divine queen-elect will see you now," senmut murmured to the joiner, and together they stood into a lovely little throne room decorated with a hundred little baubles.

he lowered himself before @Toula, forehead to the smooth floor. "divine of Iset, a gift has come to our gate."