Lion Head Mesa eightieth

as toula gives her blessings, her consort begrudgingly follows. but the ever keen nebet watches as the light of Ra is blocked out from his eyes. a rejection of god. she tears her gaze away with a bow; thank you. and she whisks away as she is dismissed.

it was only he who disapproved. she could see it in the way he glowered, though never dared speaking out in protest. he knew nothing of greatwater lake nor of those that came from it. it still bothered her though that this clueless consort is one of the three who would decide her fate.

returning to her chambers, racharra isn't sure if she entered more or less overwhelmed than now.