Neith is intrigued by this small exchange between Pharaoh and seer, though she does not long think on it, too overcome with the story of rebirth from flame and the physical manifestations of such a marvel. Yes, the Pharaoh and queen understood intimately this magical transformation, and if the plague of darkness is a demonstration of greater evil, then ma’at is maintained by the advent of spiritual beings.
Her brother speaks. Through godliness they both possess the power of the inner eye, and Neith beside him smiles serenely in agreement. “The gods have delivered you to Satriya, and so we have need of each other.”
She sees El’Zeath’s rebirth as a benevolent act of golden magick, but it has seemingly come at the cost of profound change. “Does your ka recall much of the life it wore before this one?”