'so long as it fills our coffers,'pharaoh repeated with some pleasure. he was happy with the advice of his scribe, commending himself for having taken her into his confidences.
we will stalk them together,he explained, warming to the hunt.
when they flush, we will both leap. the one who takes three first is the champion.his eyes were gleaming in the half-light.
what shall we wager, scribe?
her words would be turned over and over inside his head, but for now he was ready to face away from it now into another activity. pharaoh was young, and while the weight of a kingdom rested upon his back, he was not so old as to devote himself overmuch.
ears listened for y'var'la's answer, eyes cutting at once among the reeds.




