Lion Head Mesa seedling,

it was coincidence that she was here just hours before when the visitor was. she headed, sacrifices in tow of vipers snakeskin and thornfruits, to the temple of Satsu attended by @Inji and by @Khusobek both. they both aided her in the carrying of it; @Ramesess, too. 
she would not waste time. and she would return to the Cenote once she was wed—her husband-to-be would preside over the party, and she would return for the celebrations later that evening. it was daylight now—most would be asleep from the celebrations the night before.
Toula would rest once the work was done. 
there was another there, and Pharaoh regarded them with a smile. before she had gone, @Eset had redone her visage—but she wore none of her royal garments except for those things of protection, which shimmered faintly in the light. and from her mouth came these things—moments later, she bled upon the Redsands and looked for father, looked for Satsu, and openly prayed:

I am not born of your blood, this I know 
But with this sacrifice and prayer, I hope to show
My care for you, that still only grows 
I humbly ask this of you, Satsu—plant a different seed, in love, to sow— her voice a song!