Lion Head Mesa You know the way that I feel

The pharaoh knew the comfort Sayf could provide. The hebsut was instantly relieved when his master turned and pulled him close. He knew his words referred to him and not the food he had brought. His heart swelled with the love he felt for Ramesses. He would worship and distract the pale god for as long as he wanted, but that was already something the pharaoh knew. 

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Sayf had moved to rest his head on his paws and stare up at the pharaoh with adoration. He looked more relaxed now, and that knowledge filled the hebsut with validation. Now when his master spoke of his son, there was only pride in his gaze and none of the distress from before. 

He spoke of Siptah and the plans he would need to make for him. Sayf lifted his head. What do you have planned for your heir so far? he asked. He was eager to know the pharaoh's intentions should the hebsut be needed to help make them reality.