Two Eyes Cenote Ikaheka

Hours passed. She thought of things she shouldn’t. Faces she shouldn’t. Little, tiny, small faces. Ones that should be inconsequential. They were inconsequential. 

Thank Gods Eset came when she did. And by the time she laid out whatever it was they would be trying, Medusa reached for it and quickly scarfed down her share. 

Well, I’ve never tasted anything like it, she says with a huff of laughter. Too late to back out now. I do this in service of our kingdom. If I die tonight, it is for Pharaoh, her tail was still, please just ensure my father lives comfortably. Medusa wanted to be the success of their family, but now she was the failure.

Feeling warm and fuzzy though, she flopped on her side and smiled. Feeling pretty nice, though. Death doesn’t feel imminent, she should be relieved, and sound relieved, but Medusa found her voice was a little flat.