Lion Head Mesa kenamun ☆

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she wanted so badly for the blessing to take root, for Nwt to hear her, for the heka to be powerful even if she doubted herself and her own ablities. she would plead and plead, if given the chance. nazli was already thinking of how best to appease the Great Goddess, either here or in her own temple once she returned to muat-riya.

so focused was she, nazli had not noticed she had been caught in this vulnerable moment until it was too late.

although racharra has not made a sound, the sense that someone else is present draws nazli's attention. at first she thinks it might be Nwt incarnate! but she knows better than to expect such a direct manifestation. still, there is a hopefulness in nazli as she takes notice of racharra standing near the door and then it becomes surprise, embarrassment—all manner of things.

oh, nebet, she quickly hides her belly and the oil that she has anointed it with; in her haste she knocks the reeds over, spilling fragrant herbal oils upon the bedspread.