Lion Head Mesa eleventh

She would treasure it, and keep it safe for as long as she could.

Thank you, Senmut. She looked up to him after the amulet was fastened in place, and felt the weight of it upon her neck, but not in an obtrusive way. He was watching her and there was laughter in his eyes.

How does it --? she started to ask, but someone flit by the doorway - the same fellahin who had taken the bundles away for her, now looked owlishly in to the hem quarters, and made a noise to draw her attention.

Something about being needed, promptly, somewhere.

Shh, yes, yes, I am coming, she said quickly, and was already moving away from Senmut's closeness; but she stopped by the door to look back at him and smile, before being urged away.