Two Eyes Cenote start carvin', darlin'.

She sinks into a bow and turns to go, this news of the Erpa-ha’s departure is the priestess’ to make sense of, and what it might mean for her the hebsut does not wish to see.

Only, she had seen something.

It had been in the eyes of Senmut; neither swift nor demanding but patient, and honest. It was not lust. It did not seek to control. It was the knowing of a soul. It was the acceptance of it- it was not unalloyed; it had been tested-

It-

Eset turns back.

“He is in love with you, Nazli.”