Lion Head Mesa royal fledgling

ah, this one.

the rattles! the lyrebird singing; the chants of status and golden knowledge. ancient wisdom filled this chamber.

semer-wati's praise bent the High Priest low as he set the old Seal now before this second prince.

Khaemwaset

Horus-nebkhau

The Unifier

above those fierce staring eyes did senmut paint blood for the third time, its gamy lurch in the air present then to remind them all of who had come before, and who would come after.

in this one did the hem sense some — he would not name it; he surrendered himself to the sungold moment and raised his voice in hymn,

"He Who Gives First the Spark sees this son of pharaoh and Semer-wati and Breathes upon khaemwaset's soul."

the pride of the boy burned. High Priest lent his voice to the chanting, looking now toward the fourth of the divine quartet.