Lion Head Mesa twentieth

her sister spoke to her, to her brother. Toula gave him an adoring, encouraging look. of their mother, at least he still was here with her. and then she looked to her sister. Pharaoh.
she did not trust her tongue to say that word, yet. she had accepted Makono in its place, upon the Horus throne, but she feared to stammer, to sob, to make her proclamation about what had been lost rather than what now stood brilliantly before them—Makono, her North Star. 
my loyalty is to you, she answered readily, a soft smile as she dipped her head again. that had always been true, an unquestionable thing. it remained so now.