Lion Head Mesa Ntropí

she was indeed different. innocent. jarred. belen torres. her name meant little to the pharaoh; he looked at her young beauty and beneath the expected stab of lust he found the blueprints for the way he might avenge himself.
the girl had become separated from her parents. she was not a pup, and so ramesses did not expect that these wayward wolves might return for her. "please, sit," he murmured, indicating the smooth stone floor.
the lapis eyes moved cunningly to arsenio. "please go to queen @Satsu. tell her we have a guest, and that i will need her at court quickly." the girl tamar would follow. ramesses wanted them both here.
"what are the names of your mother and father?" pharaoh inquired, attention given now to belen.