"How did things go?" I asked Osiris.
"About as well as could be expected. I almost told him about the honour in an attempt to get him to stop being so prickly."
I chuckled. "What stopped you?"
"Not enough people around." He took a sip of wine. "I don"t care how many people hear about it, but you know that he does. He thrives on the attention."
I glanced past my husband and to his brother. He sat at one of the other tables, with Nephthys by his side. She didn"t look as bad as she had when she"d arrived, which was reassuring, though I could tell she wasn"t completely comfortable being so close to him again.
"At least it"ll all be over soon. We"ll just have to remember to give him awards and positions every few years and it"ll be fine." I placed a hand on his arm and gave it a light squ
