not quite peace, scribe,pharaoh sighed.
i will not wait to be summoned. you see how the air has lessened? our home stands to be rightly claimed, back in the south. but we must make the most of it while we are here.
khaemwaset turned from where he had been kicking stones into the water, wading just at the glade's edge.
give me your impressions of satriya,he said softly, eyes moving from her face back into the ripples left behind upon the surface.
there must be some way to establish trade before they departed.




