Lion Head Mesa God knows I could make amends.

one of toula's servants had come breathlessly to tavina. but only pieces came out.

and then there was sound in the corridor, and then two mazoi with toula, carrying —

a strangled noise came from tavina, "nazli," and then she was herself once more. "lie her here," a wide shelf of scarlet stone jutting from the wall. 

tavina lay her cheek against the sunken chest; she looked at the exhaustion-smeared eyes and the dryness of lips and nose. "water," she ordered. "and sheep's liver, soaked in more water. save as much blood as you can."

the guards she sent away, but not before a low urging: "tell senmut."