she decided that if she did no other thing, it would be to see the man returned there.
bring your friend to me when they have come back,invited the fellahin.
i will bless them as one of Nepthys' creatures before you go to pharaoh, and they will be free from harm.
at very least, sitamun could manuever a situation in which she might hear the clear melodiousness of setemhotep's voice raised beside her in a very old prayer. they were both breaths of a different time, she knew, and she was loathe to part with any aspect of that final string.
her grey eyes were light.
it is a good sign. and it is a better omen that the mouse has come to you, physician.

