Lion Head Mesa ankh

brother! @Sethnakht  (but family who would be welcome all invited!)

the first thing the princess had ever lain her eyes upon might be a mystery to most, but never to her. it... no, they, would ever hold a piece of her. toula adored her reflection, and her reflection had a name: sethnakht. between the two of them, in these early days, they wanted for nothing. when they hungered, they drank; when they tired, they slept! should discomfort befall them, it was vanquished; toula marveled at this world that felt made for them.
she had known service from the start, as too did he. this was familiar. as was he. toula's bleary, soft blue gaze beheld him. her mother could not understand her words, just as she could not understand her mothers. but he... he must be able to understand her. they two were the same, in so many ways. aaah, she tried, in their shared language of babble. wise toula, seeking to learn. seeking to understand more. for now, she had him to work with... did she not?
all this was still so new. by the next day, she might forget this hour.