no worries! congratulations!!
This poor creature, for that is what she is to Merneith, a creature she has no concept for, and wholly without a place in the order of things. Without so much as a name. By rights, she looks utterly miserable.
The mazoi receives a grateful inclination of her crown. What questions the priests may have for this stranger, they need not be answered while she is hungry, frightened, or unwell. The queen calls for a servant.
“Fellahin, please see that our guest has a room made up and an assortment of foods brought to her. Then escort her to the court physicians. The priest’s examinations can wait.”
“Is there anything the court can provide for you?” Calling her Imenet seemed undignified if this is not a given name. The woman goes unaddressed for now. Neith turns for her brother, wondering if Pharaoh had encountered such a creature in his odyssey.
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