Luneshale Pass season of the witch

Thutmose is sphinx too, yes. Which means he must be watched too. While Legend has finished her meal, Zaahira's has hardly been touched; she quietly slides the rest over in silent offering, for her own appetite has now faded. We must hold these princes at arms length, Dove. Do not let them earn your favor with gifts and toys. It is fake. See that they truly mean well for us. Our Queen is not a plaything, and nor are we.
Venom, poison; curdling, toiling, twisting.
You are... close, with erpa-ha, yes? He likes you? her eyes narrow into something fierce, yet inquisitive. He is man of our own. He is humble. Understands us. If any man is to be pharaoh, I believe it should be him. a thick, drawn-out exhale comes from her nostrils; she mustn't say it too loud. If it were my choice, the Queen should take the throne. But we must cooperate.