Lion Head Mesa she cries 'cause she's nothing like you, is she like you?

senmut inhaled.

knowing its contents his eyes moved back to her stricken face.

"wine."

his voice was steady.

"khaba has gone, for now. it is only you and i, divine one."

the hem drew a breath. "ramesses is mad. he speaks of his tomb. he speaks of his grave. he speaks of Osiris." his eyes were pained. "we will go to him. we will bring this."

did she understand?