Lion Head Mesa twenty-ninth

the Queen had been overseeing decorations created for her own grand coronation. it was a delight to see creative minds at work—but she also thought of Nazli! 
since the death of Hyacinth, Toula was always with both mazoi and fellahin. Toula adored the company of Tuna, speaking quietly with her and commending her for her own work.
some of these installations ought to be permanent! perhaps she would make it so.
but these were not all of her duties. she reviewed their stores to be sure their trade continued, and that they were full. perhaps she might appoint someone to this too, to report to her—but it was also a pleasure to see their wealth. how fortunate that her father had wisely established these things—now, what could she do? 
greatness was something now she dreamt of, if only to please those that came before her. this was on her mind as she received Senmut, but his words drove her from her whimsy. 
Khaba. that name again. it had been long since she had seen him, but it seemed she need not wonder about him. Toula stood a little taller, asking: where are the children?