Lion Head Mesa benet

"a winter feast, with those your own age invited as they were not to the wedding." he hoped that this would give toula no ideas of romance below her station, but so far his little princess had not spoken of such things. perhaps she would always be devoted in such whole ways to the gods, forever.
"your mother and i have not traveled so much together. perhaps we shall go toward the mountains. who should we bring?" ramesses asked, and pulled her close with a doting kiss, she who was much loved by them all.