Lion Head Mesa from what i've tasted of desire

they alighted upon the same thought! giving thankful grace for the communication of the gods to pharaoh's own mind, he dipped his head. "it is possible, divine one. consider the breadths to which such a beast might grow, and how crushing its step might be so close to palace walls. but if you wish it to be so, i shall seek an excursion to where i have been told they gather."

a concern came to him, one weighing; he stepped to her side. he thought of nazli with a blast of heat and sorrow; "great one. soon it will be time to send away our foreign prince, cornelius, jawahir, and even our mazoi, bayek," he murmured. "this leaves our numbers rather low."

"i will oversee this thing," senmut said slowly. "but i ask once more that you consider me for an alliance." hatred for it rose in his gorge, but royal children must have nobility. his line might support the royal one, and still, he hoped that pharaoh would again decline his responsible offer.