Lion Head Mesa the doors are locked trust me I know, 'cause I have tried them all

ramesses said nothing to the first, but a low and superior scoff rolled from him at the second statement. "what need does a pleasure-house have with children underfoot?" he rolled his shoulders, disgusted with the very notion. "i do not care what it is you do outside these borders. handle it so that you are not with child when you return." 
he knew enough that these things could be done. 
and he knew very well that if the dynasty built long ago was to continue, ramesses must sire a son.
pharaoh was silent. "you know i am to marry satsu. you have begun to understand nobility, sabah." he meant she should infer it herself what he wished to convey.