Lion Head Mesa all's well that ends

they walked astride. oh, qiao had set herself up for that one. what a sharp girl this was -- no wonder ramesses found his heart festering in hatred.

qiao did not flinch in her delivery. her head bowed. my loyalty is to the crown always, pharaoh. qiao had come into akashingo before makono walked this earth -- now her reign extended down the red halls of their keep. this one was so young to have buried her father!

she slowed. they tread the knife's edge. qiao sensed a current underfoot. did you question my loyalty, my pharaoh?