“Yes, princess. The altars and shrines were raised by the fellahin, the gardens sewn and tended by the paw of Pharaoh himself.”
He did not lead the tianlong girl into the throne room, where Pharaoh and queen sat in court, but instead into an arched chamber where water streams into wide pools.
“You may wish to bathe.” The guard spoke, calling for one fellahin to assist her while another brought down a selection of furs from the stores: oryx, antelope, and barbary sheep. Sapair would wait in the hall.
