Lion Head Mesa Power, Is Power.

there were too many words spoken, too many commands given.
but ramesses was silent as jawahir was ordered to bring first herbs, and then to go to the caldera. pharaoh only nodded one terse movement, and then set his eyes heavily onto satsu. 
sabah caught his attention. "the queen will need her guard close," pharaoh said with a quick and humorless look. "the man says he knows them. let their teeth be in his throat if he is lying, not yours, sabah."
satsu had mentioned nothing of the boy, but she smelled of him. despite the dire situation, the royal felt himself choked with jealousy, and moreso over how she had said the name of the roman in his very presence.
"i see you have your work handled here, satsu," ramesses muttered with a sudden weariness. he sat down, out of risk of impeding her work; sat helplessly and only to watch, and to seethe.