Two Eyes Cenote bodysnatchers

he did not remember fatherhood.

for khusobek, so much of this was new. hatshepsuun had kept him busy in many regards. their children had been raised by his wife and his concubine and the bevy of nursemaids he had hired to help them. the crocodile hardly remembered the sound of their voices, and for this, he would pay before Ma'at.

but now as he reached out to reestablish kiyya in a more comfortable way, he smiled at his wife's tired radiance and felt as though he had not known peace before now.

peace before her. before them.

they ate. they grew. he could ask for no more from the gods.