Lion Head Mesa girl with crimson nails has jesus 'round her neck

word had come that many were coming. travelers that had been delayed by Winter storms and their own politics would make way to pay tribute to the royal couple and the new Pharaoh. Toula had some understanding that she had been on the throne long enough for curiosity to prevail for at least some of this number to come this way now, but equally believed the legitimacy of winters terrible power. and she knew for a fact the way of politics. they could keep even a Pharaoh rooted! 
she and her husband had greeted Ra, and now, Toula made way to pray to Khonsu for these travelers. several attendants with her, and a guard—they moved in slow progression toward His altar, gifts in tow. but in the distance moved one of the loveliest beings Toula had the pleasure of witnessing. their furs reminded her of her father, but were purer still than his. pure starlight! Nwt-touched! 
Toula was dazzled. and taken with the way that she moved—a royal, if ever she saw one. even on territory that was foreign, the woman moved with steps so well-practiced it appeared effortless. to move so beautifully was an art. Toula, too, had been taught—and to see it in the other was to understand that she was not at all ordinary. the beauty of this perfect stranger could inspire poetry. Toula knew it could inspire more than even that, when witnessed by the right eyes! 
she adjusted her course. her path was now for the woman, and when they were in close proximity a Mazoi would seek to give the stranger pause, if she had not independently!, before an attendant introduced Toula to her with each of her names and all of her titles. and once those formalities were out of the way, Toula stepped nearer as her guards stepped aside. and then Toula observed that none followed the other, which was curious given the station Toula presumed her to occupy in life—but, perhaps she was wrong. or perhaps Khonsu had only blessed her path! it was time to discover as much.
this close, Toula saw the woman was also kissed by Kek atop her crown, a spot of the nightsky there. I hope that Khonsu has kept your travels here safe and uneventful, she begins, voice soft and warm.