Lion Head Mesa So let me just give up

For @Ramesses

A query hung over Sokha like a pestering insect, buzzing around in her ear with no intention of withdrawal. It had been her desire to ask it sooner, but as it had been asked of her, she let it sink further within. But now, it had become unbearable; a curiosity that needed to be satisfied.

From her quarters, the mazoi traipsed towards the throne room of the Pharaoh, the great and divine one. She knew he would be here. He almost always was without fail.

Pharaoh. The little woman crooned, bowing before the throne Ramesses sat upon.

There is something you once said to me... something about a Priestess. I did not quite understand the meaning of this and it has tugged cruelly at my skin. Please, enlighten me. I wish to know the purpose of these words. A sincere request, if nothing else. Maybe even a slight excuse to be in his presence.