August 18, 2024, 02:22 PM
She knew she must make her way to Akashingo with gifts aplenty for Pharaoh and her King Consort and their children. The task was longe than anticipated for the latter two reasons, and Medusa was only disappointed she had missed the wedding to have objected so that she might have Pharaoh’s paw for herself.
But she’d been a girl then, and it’d been between Toula and Makono—it was just that Toula had stayed, and Medusa hadn’t really loved her except for all of the things the fellahin sang about her. She seemed like the nicest thing, and she probably really was in all of the places she had traveled. Medusa had yet to hear of anyone who led with such kindness, and also was truly kind themselves.
If Medusa hadn’t known her herself, she’d think them liars. Everyone was out for something. Everything and everyone had a cost.
Okay—maybe she was borderline still crushing on Pharaoh. But Medusa knew her place. She also knew that the rich such as Toula rarely had the opportunity to marry for love, which meant that her husband might fuck up and she might have a chance yet with her for her own sordid but sweet love affair. Now, if husband did in fact love wife—something Medusa had never seen, so didn’t believe could be—…she’d probably have to suck it up and support him.
Or poison him.
No, she couldn’t—not if Toula loved him too. See? She did care about those that had a sliver of her heart!
Medusa arrived to Akashingo with gifts aplenty. Could Toula even see her at this point? How did giving birth work? She’d never know (jokes on her). A wave of nausea hit her at the thought. Yuuuuck.
She had to devise a way to test this new King Consort and his love. Rumor had it all men could be swayed by quite literally any woman, so… that was an option. The Hemet considered, calling for an escort of Akashingo. Behind her trailed fellahin other than the one that belonged to her family—…if she was gonna seduce the King Consort, he absolutely couldn’t see that. They carried an abundance of gifts for the royal and divine family.
But she’d been a girl then, and it’d been between Toula and Makono—it was just that Toula had stayed, and Medusa hadn’t really loved her except for all of the things the fellahin sang about her. She seemed like the nicest thing, and she probably really was in all of the places she had traveled. Medusa had yet to hear of anyone who led with such kindness, and also was truly kind themselves.
If Medusa hadn’t known her herself, she’d think them liars. Everyone was out for something. Everything and everyone had a cost.
Okay—maybe she was borderline still crushing on Pharaoh. But Medusa knew her place. She also knew that the rich such as Toula rarely had the opportunity to marry for love, which meant that her husband might fuck up and she might have a chance yet with her for her own sordid but sweet love affair. Now, if husband did in fact love wife—something Medusa had never seen, so didn’t believe could be—…she’d probably have to suck it up and support him.
Or poison him.
No, she couldn’t—not if Toula loved him too. See? She did care about those that had a sliver of her heart!
Medusa arrived to Akashingo with gifts aplenty. Could Toula even see her at this point? How did giving birth work? She’d never know (jokes on her). A wave of nausea hit her at the thought. Yuuuuck.
She had to devise a way to test this new King Consort and his love. Rumor had it all men could be swayed by quite literally any woman, so… that was an option. The Hemet considered, calling for an escort of Akashingo. Behind her trailed fellahin other than the one that belonged to her family—…if she was gonna seduce the King Consort, he absolutely couldn’t see that. They carried an abundance of gifts for the royal and divine family.
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