Lion Head Mesa the darkest side of me

Senmut did not argue that Belen would be going with them—it was something he had not expected, and he studied the man, waiting for the insistence of a trade. Nothing was spoken of it— and Akavir stole a quick glance to the map in which Senmut had laid out.

“Pharaoh Toula made a promise that none would be kept in servitude who were against it. There is no circumstance that Belen would step foot here again—not after everything that had been done to her by your people.” His tone was gravel in depth—low—to the point of promised retribution.

He would burn the entire world for Silvertongue. That, he knew as one of his biggest truths.

“She has a wife. She has children. She does not belong here.”