Lion Head Mesa the heart

it is most… romantic, I think, Toula muses. and was that Senmut’s way? just as she wondered it, and knew that answer, another fellahin came their way to share with her whilst they walked that the Erpa-Ha had indeed written! she could scarcely believe her ears, that pricked forward with her interest, but maintained a look of calm… even if her smile broadened, only just.
three letters. and it did not matter that Senmut was not a full-blooded prince, not to her. this effort did. it was a start. 
the giggling of Inji turned her gaze to her as she moved gracefully toward the altar of Sekhmet. may She lend her strength to come for the war of her heart! each the same, she admits uncertainly, Senmut… he has always been with me. but… we have never looked at one another, not in that way. and the two Sphinx are both new to me. the Sphinx Thutmose is so very thoughtful! he has prepared the most romantic of picnics for me, though we are very different. it is not a bad thing, she hummed, and he seems good, and honorable. the Sphinx Rashepses I have sent to find the land in which we will call our summer palace before I could meet him—but I have heard he is lovely to look upon, and he has a way with words. more than that, he offers our people even more wealth with the gifts that he brings! as a born prince, he, like me, was born divine, and Their Godhood, Their perhaps similar upbringing, …she was all the more intrigued! 
strangely, she then recognized her mind lingered upon the one she knew the least. but perhaps that was why! she looked to Inji and said, I would like to know him, like the rest, then she might find clarity! she asked of Inji, have you been treated fairly, by each of them? she did not yet know if Inji had come across the newest Sphinx but this was one way to discover such.