Lion Head Mesa cling to his chest, home to his heart full of pride

mereo knew not that their wayward son had fallen into her lap! so fresh into her reign! what would germanicus make of it when word eventually ran up the creek to him? she could send word right now.

the exhaustion of her grief made her cruel, it seemed.

come. she ordered with a sweeping motion of her head. she would guide them under the watchful gaze of senmut.

do you mean to continue these methods? or do you come to make your own mark, aquillius? akashingo is not a place of only soldiers.