Lion Head Mesa The view's so pretty from the deck of a sinkin' ship

Melody's just here to enjoy the view ok

Melody trembled slightly, but she was determined not to bend to the fear Senmut struck into her. Yet the Medeiros girl had never felt her youth more keenly than she did in this moment, and as the priest spoke she was suddenly aware that she desperately wanted to go home. She hardly understood him; Pharaoh was dead?

No, surely not. She couldn't fathom it. Her eyes welled with tears, shone with them, but none fell. Melody tried to speak and found that her voice only died in her throat. Overwhelmed and still very much in fear of Senmut and his disapproval, she let her gaze drop and shivered. He would be angry with her reticence, she assumed, but even knowing this she could not make herself speak again.