Lion Head Mesa what a grand and intoxicating innocence

You speak treason. His voice did not accuse, but he looked to the Neb with a raised brow. Well, he had not expected that from someone so mired in Rameses’ court.

But I too have observed that. He holds the reins, Toula’s mouth holds the bit. Amusing, how a pupil of his could have turned out the way Senmut had.

But not surprising. The boy had ended up with his bad habit of reaching for more.

I wonder if this war is of her doing. Or had his pupil surpassed Akashingo’s royals on that blood splattered road known as power?