Valley of Gold bone & wine

"she resides at her main palace during this time. it is not in the desert, but muat-riya will offer an escort to the red land."

he studied them, sending their unease. what sort of tribute could be offered by a tiny clan? and yet the cunningness in the crocodile told him he must not underestimate any others.

"it is better that i arrange a meeting between yourself and our hebsut, eset. that way there is not far to go, and decisions do not need to be made in this moment. it is eset who holds muat-riya. servant to pharaoh and no one else."

he straightened. "have no fear. i am but one face of the palace. hers is much more welcoming than mine."