Lion Head Mesa sed

"there."
in his throne. in the seat of power she would one day occupy.
and still his voice did not change. this too was courtcraft and stagecraft, only it was the dance of father and heir. could siptah have known these steps so well?
the Amun-sent was silent again, waiting to watch makono climb the two rough steps to the smooth red surface.
only when she had arranged herself would he speak again.