Lion Head Mesa the whole dynamic is a cause for concern

there was an indulgence to akashingo that appealed to qiao; poor starving trader’s daughter that she was despite the years that spanned between her childhood and now. blood, it seemed, could not be fled from. 

she was brought to the throne room, its high arches resplendent with the rich aromas of fine meats and fruits. at its center was pharaoh, her presence commanding. 

qiao slowed as the fellahin announced her. she gave a deep bow, awaiting command.