My dearest, Pharaoh @Toula,

What can I tell Her Holiness, that she does not already know?

Perhaps that Muat-riya is in rich bloom this time of year; forsythia gilds our mountainsides, our valleys, and hyacinth our embankments. Gazing into our turquoise waters, it is impossible not to know peace. You are here, in a most profound sense. You are always with me, Great One, in the halls, and the gardens and the stone.

I am thinking often of our first day, of how your benevolence saw fit to lift her servant into grace and thereafter entrust me with your divine conduct. Changes are happening; we are not as we were last year. I pray your heart rejoices in all accomplishments, as does mine by what Her Holiness has birthed within me! Each day I am grateful for you, Pharaoh.

I pray most that you will feel my love fifty miles apart, and know that I think of you, I miss you, and I anticipate when next we shall see each other.

eternally, your hebsut,
Eset