Lion Head Mesa A visit

“A game,” his voice concurred but his mind was very much elsewhere. Perhaps, still in Pharaoh’s bedchamber at the side of his wife. He was every bit as delighted with her fecundity as she was, but it could not stopper the man who’s diversions roamed.

He was distracted enough in providing for his goddess, overseeing the ladies’ maids and mazoi as they set about the duties that now included the close care of their Majesty. Her body was the temple which housed the kingdoms’ marvels, and all came to pray at her hearth.

A steady glance, for the medjay. “Consult the physicians before your leave. There are foods which strengthen a mother’s milk and aid in the good health of cubs.”