A few days later Kishra was in Cairo, she called her mother and asked her to meet by the sphinx statue when night fell.
Now standing there waiting she watched the statue's face, the nose gone, Kishra couldn't remember how it happened back then.
"Kishra" Cleopatra said approaching her, but when she saw the baby in her arms she stopped.
"Mother"
"Is, that your child?"
"Yes, and this is the reason I wanted to see you"
Cleopatra slowly came closer, as she got to see Kisara up close her face warmed to a smile.
"Who's the father?"
"That's, not a concern right now, I'm here to say I'm leaving the pack, this girl is now my responsibility, and I will see to it that she receives proper care"
Cleopatra seemed not to find it offensive, which worried Kishra.
"So you're only stepping out? Not leaving?"
"Yes"
"I can allow that, a mother needs to be a mother right?"
