Two Eyes Cenote The Menu

“Just there,” she indicates to a fellahin for the placement of a floral arrangement which she’d spent the morning composing with @Inji, “and mirrored on the other side of the room, all the way down to the apse.” Symmetry; balance. Ma’at represented in every detail.

Her face may have been alarming in its concentration, a mesmerized trial and error as she visualizes the way things could look. The servants work in a persistent staccato and she feeds off the momentum in the air.

Guests were due to arrive tomorrow in droves for the week-long celebrations. Between Toula’s fittings and overseeing the formal chambers, Eset was making frequent trips to the grand foyer.

There was one guest arriving of great importance, and the maidservant was anxious to be the first to receive them.