Two Eyes Cenote fifty-ninth

senmut nodded. "thank you for making the arrangements. our queen is wise to keep you so close."

and then, for a bold, open moment, the prince caught eset's eye. "i have not forgotten your faith in me. so you must know it is equal, mine in you."

rashepses, laughing, leaning over the redstone arm of the hewn throne to whisper something for the queen alone; an image, plucked from the future, he decided.

a breath and he was himself again. "i look forward to seeing her pleasure at receiving this bounty from the sea. her delight is — a reward."

senmut quieted himself now. "do you have everything necessary for the rest of the banquet? tell me when you are ready to send our invitations; i will see that a swift messenger carries your dictation."

this was her crowing glory as aspiring hebsut. the rank was all but hers; the queen need only say. the triumph of a royal wedding and feast would come down upon eset's mind. senmut wished her to know that her efforts were greatly seen.