Akila,
She walked on surprisingly firm legs and a stable state of mind to the king's quarters.
She didn't head to hers first to change her soiled robes, because she was genuinely worried about her husband.
This is not the time for Ramses to leave them. He must live to see his son and watch him grow.
He must be the father of her son. He needed to grow strong minded and willed, to grow as a just, powerful king.
"Did the way you regard me with change, king's advisor?"
Akila asked Omari, who was walking closely behind her, and she heard the male stop in shock before he answered her.
"What gave you that idea, queen Khepri? You did what should have been done, even though it was a little bit..... aggressive and excessive."
Omari said lightly, even though she felt the distaste in his words and on his features when she gave him a side glance.
