Lion Head Mesa electrum

her happiness was a thing she could not hide. her smile was as full as her heart then felt. i will find the perfect place, a place She would love, she dreamed aloud, mind already working to remember places worthy of Her that would also please her father.
toula considered Iset for another moment in silence. and then she asked, father, can I be wed to brother, too? like Iset a girlish fantasy, the idea borne of her idols own actions. she wondered if Iset would approve! i love him very much, she said with a soft smile that was all guileless innocence. her love for her brothers was truly fierce, though it was the same love she shared for her mother, her father. but in the story, it was her brother Iset wed, and this was why she asked.
and as for his next words, toula lowered her head a measure in respect for the late nebet. it was something toula saw others do. what sort of ceremony? she inquired, tail neatly wrapping around her hindquarter as she looked up to her father. can i help? she wondered, hopeful.