Two Eyes Cenote love, love, love—

kindling, again—she did not know of Zaahira’s hatred, only of her mistrust. and the days spent with him she hoped might ease this, but now Toula sought to ease her own heart. in her Erpa-Ha had she sensed something—and that something, she did not know. perhaps it was that he was a man, and Rashepses born a God; perhaps it was only you when for Toula, the moment the Sphinx had first written her, for the first time, there was Him—
and you were in my dreams, she answered, turquoise eyes bright as they looked to him. as his gaze turned toward Zaahira, Toula moved to step into his line of sight as he moved nearer.
she needed him to look upon her, wholly—to see her, as she needed to see him then. I must know, Rashepses—…are you here, only to become Pharaoh? if I were in that seat, if you were King—could you love me?