“I would ask you the same question.”
“I play no games. I observe. My spies have seen you closeted with the priests or Amun many times.”
Spies? Always spies. Everywhere spies. Even when Akhenaten tries to keep an atmosphere of openness and trust around him.
“I have seen General Horemheb “closeted”, as you say, with the priests of Amun more than I,” I retort sharply. “What do your spies make of that?” And why have your spies not told you that the priests of Amun are planning that you shall marry Horemheb, I silently add. The general has no children by his present wife. Has he truly made no approaches to you, the sister of the queen? “If anyone is playing games for power it is he.”
I cannot penetrate the veil across her face. She has retreated even further into herself and no hint, no clu
