“How long?” His eyes grew even more intense. He leaned forward, probing as though this were not the idlest of conversations. His hand came to rest on hers.
“Hard to say. What was happening in Egypt the last you remember?”
Leontios’s compelling dark eyes softened, so he looked far away. “As I have said, once, they were our friends. Though Egypt was larger, we had better magic, so we respected each other. I may have mentioned we had several gods in common, though we worshipped them in different ways. I recall traveling with my father and brother to the capital, to Memphis, to see a massive building project.”
Violet gulped. “Was it a pyramid?”
He nodded. “How did you know?”
Violet sank back in her chair because all her muscles had let loose. Her breath whooshed from her mouth in an inele
