Lion Head Mesa sarcophagi

"then see that you are not alone with them." her tone was hushed but emphatic, and she nodded to what nazli relayed.

"yes. that is your role, when you have been deemed ready. it is most likely that pharaoh will call you to him first." she was heady with nausea at the thought, and guilty that nala even in her lowest rank would be spared this. "after that, you will serve those who want you. mazoi. guests."

she swallowed. tavina would not tell nazli it was not so bad; she did not know. but her purple eyes sought the delicate little face in the darkness. "did senmut offer to — to lie with you?" she asked, growing more incensed as the two of them delved into the ignominy of service.