Lion Head Mesa devil like me

Call whenever you please, he said in his grave voice. And it was offered genuinely.

Bayek bowed his head to her – their new Pharaoh – and slipped away from the room. His mind buzzed with hatred for the circumstances that had been thrust on the young Makono. Was it destiny that their rulers should fade from the light of the gods and slip into the madness? The Medjay had seen too many do this. He had known too many vile rulers. There were several that he still hunted; the killers of his sweet boy.

The Yaret did not rest. He put himself to work and hurried through the halls so that he might check on the lady Qiao.