Lion Head Mesa quernstone

ramesses flicked his eyes in a slow scandalous burn up and down the soldier. "good dog. i had only thought to keep the princesses safe during the weddings that will be happening. tell your leader i would like to have you back."
there was little more of which to speak. "report to my throne-room the night before you depart. i wish to speak to you of the proper precautions regarding the princess."
it was an order. ramesses waited to see how it would be received.