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When time came upon them to depart for promised lands, it was Zaahira who escorted the godswife.
A hand held, strong shoulders paving the way among the foray of civilian and pureblood alike, and an unspoken trust wove their path. The land stretches from baseless, rocky dunes to a red-hued paradise shimmering with clean water, and wildfire eyes drink it in with gratitude.
The Gods have blessed them.
She had seen it only briefly before with Khusobek, but now she basks in its glory with sparkling eyes; however, after so many long weeks away, her chest aches for home.
What would it be like once they make their return to the palace?
But there was no time to think of that now. Instead, she keeps her eyes trained upon her Queen; her friend, her pharaoh, acting as queensguard. Warmth beads upon her brow as she holds a frond over the gold-stippled head.