Lion Head Mesa akhet

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pharaoh nodded. "the land is strangely peaceful for now." he looked at gucci. "i was sent several times to our borders, to settle skirmishes. but there are none."
yet a thought was forming. 
he lashed his tail against the earth. "i no longer sleep, vizier! my dreams are filled with the blood of my father. i have no male heir." he shut his lapis eyes. "i have tried in my heart of hearts to bend my head to Ma'at, That Which Changes All Things, but i cannot. in this i see only the death of the long line. if makono has no brothers, she will have no choice then to begat foreign heirs and see that foreign blood follows her upon the throne."
he was angry now. how could he not be! she did not share toula's piety; she had so much of his own ambition. pharaoh was consumed with pride for makono, with love, with guilt for ever suspecting her of such. she loved her Divine Father.
but love did not hold an army nor a palace. "i will send her to basilica. senmut tells me that they also have their own sort of holy priestesses. i want to settle toula there, for a time. she is too delicate for mereo's ugly mud, but she will take a great interest in learning of other gods."
ramesses stared at gucci, lazuli eyes burning with an uholy feverish. "tell me i am wrong, to mistrust makono. that she does all she has done for the good of akashingo."