Lion Head Mesa [m] signet

pharaoh thrilled to see her smile, to see that at last there was some relaxation in his divinity. 
"priests are noble. but they can also be fickle and vile." he rolled his stonepiece slowly over his paw. "i think our prince will not find pleasure in anything he is told to do. but he will be told all the same. and we will see what it is he finds enlivening."
presently ramesses came to his paws and rolled bis limber shoulders. for a moment he thought he might release the servant to her duties, but dismissed it outright. what greater honor was there than waiting in attendance on him? "come. we are going to the wellspring. bring the dried sage this time," for the water.