Lion Head Mesa Voice of man

never indeed! senmut had been barely a boy when his life had been given to the priests, but even then he understood that men stood separate from their women. and it was so in rashepses, though more silverweb: not one but two lineages compelled pharaoh and Consort; not only subjects but the gods themselves looked with favor upon the two. the duty to produce, then, was sacred.

privately he did not think that ramesses would have tolerated any half-royal bastards running underfoot. but then again, he had been pharaoh. would toula ascend beyond these aims of her husband? or would she flash the iron of her father and put an end to rashepses' dalliance?

it was not for him to say.

"then we must keep your arms entertained at least, Favorite of Iset."