Lion Head Mesa you are my religion

Melody flushed with delight, already half-planning future excuses to spend more time with Toula. This would be foremost among them. No one could fault a priestess for wanting to learn more about gods, right?

She even forgot her shame long enough to let slip an embarrassingly honest answer to the Queen's question. Well, I guess Pharaoh did, Melody sighed, her eyes far-away when she thought of the enchanting girl. She very much wished that she would come back. And just like that, Melody forgot all about gods.