10/3/2025, 4:19 PM
sitamun was suddenly seized by a fit of irritation for setemhotep's magnificently submissive behavior. here stood a man who had once held the highest of all holy roles within his land, reduced to some servant who simpered over mice. but her liking for the young sesh forestalled any harsh words rushed hard and hasty to the priestess' smiling mouth.
she decided that if she did no other thing, it would be to see the man returned there.
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.
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.
