Lion Head Mesa sarcophagi

it was the sesh's turn to be cold, to feel herself turn to marble and ice and pull away from nazli. she was the only mother that the girl and her brother had known. and while she understood the young servant's anger, tavina was hurt.

"it is always your choice to serve in that way, nazli. there is no force." the sesh was unsure what jawahir and senmut had said, but she knew she would be direct now. "when the time comes for your training to begin, pharaoh will tell me. and i will tell you."

her throat felt tight. she wanted to turn away but did not.