Lion Head Mesa benediction

His words earned him a reward sweeter than even the ripest of fruits, a golden gift that spread warmth throughout his whole body. Toula's smile. "I would learn of any hymn and poem that makes you smile, my soul." A smile of his own then, his blue eyes shining as he beholds her perfection.

Oh, how true the girl's words rang. Sethnakht made a vow he would never feel happy again unless she were beside him, for only the other half of his entire being could ever make him feel complete. To feel joy without Toula would surely be treason against her radiant image. A dangerous thought wormed its way into his brain, was he beginning to hold his twin in higher regard than even the gods?

No. He was pious and devout, he joined the priests as they sang every day and offered them only the finest gifts he received. But Seth had to admit...he'd never thought of anyone, mortal or no, that bought out such devotion from him. Perhaps it would come with age? It must, as no heretic could sit beside the Pharaoh.

Then her warmth left him, his blue eyes trained on her as she turned away to continue on her quest. "A visit from Nephthys? What an honor!"  As Toula circled him he began to feel a prickling doubt stab at his heart. Was Sethnakht supposed to receive a divine vision, a quest? Nothing had come to him thus far. The air stirred their fur and suddenly it was as if all his worries melted away with the breeze, leaving him feeling elated and carefree. A vision would come, and everything would be fine.

"Help you? Of course, sister. Lead the way."