Lion Head Mesa thirteenth

senmut shook his head. "to move now, when he has the love of fellahin and the loyalty of allies would plunge akashingo into danger of abandoment."

for the others must not know. senmut crept close but did not look upon her stunned, stricken visage again. 

"merit his confidence. keep it. placate him until such a time as he —" dies. succumbs. is killed.

"or instruct those closest to you on what must be done and bide your time." senmut did not know the nature of her work with mereo, only that surely it must be of some use one day.

"you know the power in divine blood, heir to the Horus Throne."