Lion Head Mesa scepter

ramesses was implacable. he stared at nazli for a long moment.
"not yet."
and then the king went on, spine straight, upright in the manner of a man walking with hands crossed behind his back. "go to visit him once a week. even if he does nothing, help him grow accustomed to your company, and you to his."
after all, there would come a time when even nazli's future must be determined: what better way than as a gift to siptah from makono?