Lion Head Mesa You know the way that I feel

"ah," pharaoh purred smilingly, "this is where my sentiment and yours diverge perhaps." but his tone was teasing and remained light as high-grade linen upon the ears of the hebsut. "suppose i am selfish and do not wish to see you sacrificed to fatherhood?"
but he pondered for a true moment what sayf offered: new servants to be given to his children. "there is only belen and jawahir. i do not think kasmut will be obliged." the paleflower had only lain with him.
he paused, and brought her to the forefront of his mind. suppose he did order that they lay together for the production of more fellahin?
"have you got your eye on one of them?" he ribbed sayf, taking another bite of their meal.