Luneshale Pass just an appendage

She found not fear in the rhythm of her Queen's voice, but trust. True power, true godhood; not worry, but will.
And Zaahira remembers again how fond she truly is of the woman before her.
I have scarcely let him out of my sight, her eyebrows knit, hard and embittered. and I will not start now. He underestimates me. His men, too. They wish only to follow order of man, as if they do not reside under the leadership of Queen. It angers me. for were they not birthed from the fruit of women? Were they not raised at the supple bosom of mothers?
I do not know if they will respect me as jodai when the day comes. But they will learn. And they will bow to you, and I will be sure of it. there is not anger in her voice, but ambition; determination, a promise to both herself and her godswife. But the rage froths beneath the surface; the rage that Rashepses has such audacity, and the thought of ever serving him—
But, her voice clears. I wanted to enjoy this, our reunion. Will you join me in a prayer?