Lion Head Mesa weighing feathers

ramesses laughed as the man cut away his offer and demanded a guard. "you are my guest. these things are given as comforts to those who visit. you have come for the boy, not to stay." but he would not press the hospitality of akashingo. let the man moulder and go to the prince reeking of exhaustion and travel.
"tavina will take you." 
ramesses chuffed for the woman.
"she is the boy's physician. and tomorrow she will take you to his rooms."
so let it be written.
the black wolf came forward. ramesses waved them both away and turned back to his throne.