Lion Head Mesa girl with crimson nails has jesus 'round her neck

"how did he die?" senmut knew very little of the man, and far less about his personal matters. there was nothing in the prince to counter the claim of the royal. her clear elegance and polished mien told him she was not common, an odd choice for a military man.

but all of it mattered not if she was widowed.

senmut had moved to the side of pharaoh and spoken in curiosity. clad only in kohl, he regarded her with a calm watchfulness, saying nothing more as he waited for their ruler to appraise the striking words of the gold-running stranger.