Two Eyes Cenote scythe & scabbard

she sweeps the dirt into one of the rags, though not without wiping her hands almost as soon as she could. she nearly drops the rags when the fellahin goes through three different doubletakes in the span of a minute.

him? do you want me to land in prison? tiye doesn't hide her grimace at this, but doesn't protest any further; she grumbles another "okay."

because there's a light at the end of this — a chance to go to the palace! the royals were born too, she could even be next to the princesses and princes. already, a story of a forbidden romance plays out in her head and accompanies her as she goes to fetch spring water.

okay baba. there's no grumbling here. she nods with a forced but slight smile.

anger still remains. and as far as she knew, tiye had no sister. no punishment or lecture will convince her otherwise.