She’d signed the application, at least I hoped she’d been the one to sign.I turned the paper back over to read the name again. “María Fernanda ...olores Vasquez,” born March 23rd, never mind the year. Old enough to travel alone, at any rate.The whole thing smelled. Even if she was of age, or said she was, girls her age rarely had a good reason to travel alone to the U.S. even if they were staying with family. Sometimes the “cousins” weren’t strictly cousins, although that in itself wasn’t too. .."Jason stared at the receiver in his hand and heaved a sigh. Frank wouldn't even listen to him. It was too late.With a shaking hand, he replaced the receiver on the hook.Frank hung up the phone. He slowly smiled to himself.He truly didn't understand what Jason was talking about, but he had the feeling he should just end that conversation. He had much more important things to do anyway.Or rather, important things to continue, as he had already started them.As he climbed the stairs, his smile. “Give it to me, handsome. Give me my heir!” Fluid began to rush within Mikha’El, but it had not come out yet when drums thundered. Splitting the night’s silence, they drowned out the pair’s panting. Both Hatshepsut and Mikha’El froze. “What’s going on here?” Palace guards armed with spears and cowhide shields marched into the bedchamber. Their leader, set apart by his blue helmet, shot daggers at Mikha’El with his eyes. “And what in Amun’s name are you doing to Pharaoh, slave?” “Serving her as. "The crowd applauded with enthusiasm to this proclamation. Jim was not aware of the meaning behind the words. But the effect of them upon the people present, was very apparent.Jim thanked the crowd and waved his best 'Presidential wave'. Soon they left, and were taken to more private chambers: the Presidential Capital Building.Aphelia began, saying, "Mr. President, this is the 'Quarters of the Capital'. Here is where you will live and work for the duration of your presidency."The family looked.