Lion Head Mesa she cries 'cause she's nothing like you, is she like you?

gifts. ramesses did not trust her and the glitter of his mad eyes said as much. "where is my queen?" he asked near plaintively, looking toward the weakened nazli. "where is treva!"
the crown prince and the silent priest.
"where have you gone, makono?" and his voice was a cold ripple of lotus fire, eyes blazing with righteous fury and yes, hate, now, hate for the one who had changed Ma'at, for whom the gods made a way to his very own throne.
pharaoh would not surrender.
"have you been with him?" with germanicus. the accusation was clear, as clear as his growing unease to know that senmut stood beside makono in obeisance.