Two Eyes Cenote Reticulated

machiavelli? over whom eset had chastised him; upon whom he had worked cruelties? that servant?

he held his peace and the lashing iron of his tongue. "when shall i seek him out, hebsut?" was there a timeframe that could coddle her utter stubbornness in this regard?

khusobek saw his own unfairness; he tried to temper the beating bellows of his scorned heart and his valid worry. he did not own eset. 

he had only wanted to be owned by her. now once more he was only a tool in a pretty hand, and the crocodile resented this mirroring vignette.