Lion Head Mesa waking dream

I hope he deserves you.

She stilled near the edge of the room, reflecting on both that faraway idea of romantic love and the yearning of Toula. Of one she did love.

“It is sweet as is, my Queen,” waltzing forward now, “thoughtful.” But- is he worthy of such affections? Her mind lingers over Senmut, who undoubtedly was.

She’d seen sensitivity in Prince Thutmose, and she knew being Prince alone did not make the man Rashepses disagreeable. Yet, in the fellahin was a deep duty to safeguard the heart of her mistress, and she bridles helplessly against the fact that her efforts might end in vain.