Spotted Eagle Mountain snake

the prince had come to him and asked for a conflict he had wanted to engage himself.

the palace was filled but makono had found her own souls therein. she spoke of internal crumbling and those closest to pharaoh disillusioned by him.

"how do you want him to die?" he would not move without fennec and now he echoed her: "for it must be you, great one. if mereo puts you on that throne then akashingo will always question our involvement."

his eyes were solemn. "this cannot be done so quickly without mistakes. have you considered your line of succession? have you considered the moments after his death? have you considered failure?"

they were tacticians. he spoke evenly as though they stood in a room filled with maps, a great respect for the girl who carried too much.