Two Eyes Cenote waiting on some holy favour

She rested among the furs, feeling exhausted in a way she had never experienced before - even during her extended sickness which had taken her away from her home. This was a new kind of full-body emptiness and weariness, where it was a struggle to take deep breaths or to allow for any movement of her body. It felt like any motion at all would be wrong.

Nazli slept deeply and for many hours. She did not wake to see Senmut there; if she felt his kiss upon her brow she did not wake to show it, and barely moved except for the steady rhythm of her sleep. There came other visitors — Eset, Tavina, even the Divine One, none of which did she see or sense. The sleep prevailed.

The child was held by her father. All was well; all was as it should be, with the gift of the gods alive now and already so beloved.