Two Eyes Cenote ninety-eighth

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His eyes glimmer. His lips bend and the red-tipped ears are eagerly drawn. For a moment the elegant look is gone. Senmut becomes a giddy boy in priest’s regalia.

She blinks and he’s returned.

Beneath the prince’s praise she is powerfully self-conscious. But not for her rank, her breed nor her sex. She had concentrated as strongly on Muat-riya as she knew how, and still it seemed the Gods had set the palace in their sights, countering all attempts at peace.

“Tread safely, Erpa-ha,” Eset bids after affixing a smile.

It had become autumn and the winds were devouring dried leaves from trees. The earth was receptive to the dead, and Eset only wondered at that as she made to blend with the thickening palace shadows.