Lion Head Mesa ninth

peace in her court already!

nostrils flared, but not with any hint of disgruntled feel towards him.

she had built an inner court and maintained peace of it. she had gifted sacrifice before her father. she had done emissary work with splendid results and knowledge gained.

did Ma'at smile upon her?

did Ma'at laugh for all the effort Makono did to change things that could not be changed?

she did not know when her eyes had closed, but they opened now. a renewed vision. sight granted to her that had not been there before. it was the same strumming that had been there during the sacrifice to Apis Bull.

perhaps it was not Ma'at that looked upon the amiirad in these hours.

do you know the value of what you bring to me time and time again, senmut?

it was his name now, shedding his title to be granted the barest vision of him.