Lion Head Mesa Switch my whip, came back in black

senmut did not hide his smile though he turned his face demurely away. ramesses had imparted many horrid things in his reign, but the most useful of these was statecraft. he found it rich how the boy had mentioned mereo at the border and now pharaoh smoothly led him back to that place of soldiers as if she had known his statement.

the formerly named scout who had only plied at questions, now delivering into pharaoh's ear a wealth of information. at the revelation that mereo was no more and its imperator had presumably gone, senmut was surprised. the roman had not come here.

had they not shared loyalty with one another? did germanicus feel his debt absolved?

a disappointment, and surely a blow to the divine ruler, though he did not expect this to be reflected in vision. she was after all speaker for the gods and hallowed head of akashingo.

later she might find her anger, and he would be with her to hear it.