Lion Head Mesa It's always gonna stay the same

The days came and gone, each moving slower than the last. There was only ever silence, save the patter of feet through the corridors and soft whimpers of those who still bore tears to cry. Sokha was beside herself, restless and unsure of how to best spend her time. The Pharaoh had not requested her presence. If not to be with him, who else? Sayf was suitable company, but it felt as if he neared only to please her every demand... and she had very few, if none at all. 

So, to pass the time, the girl quietly stalked through the halls, tending to her duties as a mazoi. The soldiers of Mereo had gone, aside from one. It was her turn to play the part, guarding the inner walls of the palace. But surely nothing would happen. Now she could only wait until her feet grew too tired to bear her weight.