Lion Head Mesa Ilen En-mar

things were asked of her. all things that warmed her. how could Toula dream then of leaving her? she said nothing, though nodded; it was not something she felt commanded to do by Pharaoh then, but the spirit of her sister, the divine need they both shared. for her sisters thoughts echoed her own. do not leave me, her own spirit willed in turn, and was answered by shared sentiments!
but she did not expect the next words. her breath hitched to be compared to the incomparable divine one before her, the one that had changed Ma'at! but how could she not believe Makono, who had never uttered a lie to her own ears? it was hard to see in herself, though she did understand she was divine. it felt wrong to question her, and Toula did not, not really! not in this, nor anything then.
but she admitted to Makono, I have not looked at myself, as you have... implicit trust, then, to believe it! Toula stood a little straighter, though leaned softly against Makono still. I only know of Your greatness, and aspire to always make you as proud as you make me, and their parents, too!
all that she did, she did and would do for love!