Mount Apikuni ba, ka, and khou

He appeared, moon-pale and savage, as seductive in his approach as he ever had been. Even she did not know her every reason for keeping Lestat near her, only that she desired his company with a hunger that penetrated her very core. She gazed upon him, knowing such a lust was not gathered in the flesh, in her loins, but rather in her soul.

"What have you been doing in our separation, my fallen angel?" the Egyptian murmured softly, making no move to stir from her respite as her lapis eyes moved to hold his own. Perhaps he had been engaging in the murder of innocents, or those not so innocent — the devil must slake his bloodlust somehow.

But Hatshepsut was glad he had followed her, stood before her now. Pleased with his ethereal presence, she awaited his words before she spoke. Some force of spirit had led them here, and theirs was a purpose needing to be discovered, but, though she would never admit it, the petite Regent was unsure of where to start.

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