"I am sorry Greg I tried." Jon said as he snatched a drink from one of his servants.

"You did what you thought best."

The stench of fear had been purged from the guests. The hunger I first sensed had been restored to its proper level. I adjusted my grip on Rhea's leash and walked her towards one of the buffet tables. There was a tray of fresh fruit. I positioned Rhea next to me and fed her from the tray. Her mouth snared my fingers a few times driving away the last vestiges of my encounter with the once pharaoh. I was here to relax and enjoy myself. After...