Lion Head Mesa dawn's child

she had not.

perhaps it had not dawned on her until this moment, too enamored in the wonderfulness of an outside world. younger, even if only by a touch. she had only just then begun to understand all of her own desires!

now she knew how to play court, what things were truly expected and demanded of her.

he has given me no reason to dislike him. he welcomed me and my fellahin. he taught me the tongue of latin. she would be able to use it once more with more reason in the place of soldiers. a rift had kept her from practicing with her father. i met his wife, the domina. she told me tales of times before me.

but her eyes turned full on to her father pharaoh now.

tell me what you think of the eagle, as pharaoh.