Two Eyes Cenote stars, aligning

awoke them, awoke her—something hungry, deep within. yearning and reaching, but she did not yet know what for. Pharaoh, he called her—
what magic is this? she asked, eyes searching. he had not so much as touched her, and her knees felt weak—all of her felt weak! 
and he was so often her strength! 
there was both a want and a fear to yield to this feeling, only—only she did not know how, and…
you are certain? her words were breathier, sounding unlike she ever had—a strangers voice, but yes, she had spoken!