"The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge, but imagination."
- Albert Einstein.
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NEITH'S POV
I was sitting next to Aahotep, holding his cold hand as the royal swnw(doctor) was checking him. They tell me that he was poisoned.
"Neith, you need to go clean yourself up. You're covered in so much mud." Ammon said entering the room.
"I'm not leaving his side," I said firmly not bothering to look up. Please wake up, please I prayed. Aahotep seemed too pale. He looked so weak and fragile I was beginning to worry.
"He is not in any sort of life danger right now but he will be paralysed for a while. I can't say how long though. Thank Aten he didn't drink the whole glass or else he wouldn't have survived.
