10/5/2025, 5:32 PM
nephthys' devotee almost wished to laugh. but setemhotep's fear was genuine, and so there was only the brief, rejoining glint of her pale tooth as it dug warningly into her own lip.
a tease, a jest; she did not press.
courage or foolhardiness, she recognized only her own aim as she swung away from setemhotep and strode into the shadows. one thing they had not revisited was his time as man of holiness -- in some part sitamun saw inside herself a yawning need to speak of her own, seeing as how she too did not retake her place as Wife to the Gods.
this is not the nile. there are no crocodiles so far from the sun. and fish, can they see as us in the darkness?
a tease, a jest; she did not press.
i was married to the night when i was a young hemet. lightlessness holds no fear for me either.now sitamun did grin, and lifted a strong arm to beckon the sesh.
if you will not swim, then watch over me, and we will talk.
courage or foolhardiness, she recognized only her own aim as she swung away from setemhotep and strode into the shadows. one thing they had not revisited was his time as man of holiness -- in some part sitamun saw inside herself a yawning need to speak of her own, seeing as how she too did not retake her place as Wife to the Gods.
