But Horemheb had taken the bait as Nezem-mut knew he would.
“What is this?” Horemheb asked sharply. He liked to know everything that was going on and indeed secretly thought it was he who had his eye upon the whole world. Was this something he did not know about?
Before she could be stopped Nezem-mut poured out her own, highly coloured, version of the story in which she had found it and brought it to Waset, rescuing it with great effort and courage from where Akhenaten had imprisoned it. She, of course, was the only one with the sense to know that the Egg should belong to Amun-Ra and be kept at Ipet-Esut, and had tried to get it to him knowing that he, above all others, would know what to do with it. But, she added, looking hard at Ankhesenamun and Tutankhamun, it had been taken from her
