Lion Head Mesa the games gods play

"how would you know if you did not ask?" tavina was trying to keep up their banter, though she was becoming a little bitter that she went to bed each night among cold furs from which nala's scent had all but faded, while akhtar had many other choices.

it was her own decision, she knew, and still —

"can you imagine a man other than senmut in charge?" the sesh murmured, thinking of the moment when they would have a pharaoh again, and not seeing how it would be another woman.