Lion Head Mesa silver

it was her turn to snort in amusement, though she did not do more than that. it occurred to her belatedly that gucci was quite shaken. she was unused to the trembling. but slowly their mutual energies warmed more than the air. 

she shifted.

"a fly-small dog with an eye for details and slow to wrath," the sesh murmured. "and no, they didn't earn it. but now ramesses will look for it, and take all of us with him." she exhaled slowly. "just consider it. he has no one near him who doesn't fawn over his every whim. we need a pharaoh, not a spoiled boy."

siptah could be taught to respect gucci also, which bode well for the future of the palace. but tavina would not press.