Lion Head Mesa forty-sixth

aw but hes looking for @Nazli if u have time <333

eset's words had lingered in his mind. 

it was important that he be seen as he did not see himself: an obstacle to those who would rule akashingo without inherent deference to the only one among them now who possessed divinity.

the queen would bestow the same upon her pharaoh, but he would not be a son of her lineage, and therefore the ancient holiness was held only in blood. ironically, the children of the future would have more divinity within them than their own father.

and it should be the erpa-ha who not only tested those foreign princes, but offered the same attention to the holy one herself.

such things plagued senmut. in respect to the fellahin, he had wanted to extend a formal invitation: that the queen join him in one of the warmer evenings for a game of senet. 

his steps, however, took him in vague search for the one recently become sesh, and with mingled guilt and anticipation, senmut set his eyes to look for the familiar lavender form of the only one he had ever carried in his spirit.