Two Eyes Cenote ninety-eighth

every day he thought of the same; every day senmut felt himself torn between god and love. between palaces, between fatherhood and his ultimate devotion to those divine. eset's offer brought a boyish glow to his soft smile; thinking of nazli.

did they know one another still?

"thank you, hebsut," he said at last, earnestly glancing into her face. "our realm would be nowhere without your tireless efforts. i believe that, eset. and i hope one day you come to know it also, as deep a truth as i have come to realize."