CHAPTER 7
The PowerMaya was right about Ankhesenamun and the lion cub. Within moments of receiving the gift her cheek was against his soft cheek and she was calling him by every kind of endearing name. He lay on his back for her and she rubbed the silky fur of his belly and he purred like a kitten. Looking at her shining face, so different from the face he had seen when he arrived, Maya wondered what she was thinking. The cub had entered the earth realm as her child had left it and it was possible that she believed the spirit of the royal prince was in the cub’s body. He wondered if he had done the right thing by telling her the exact time of its birth. He had thought it was an interesting coincidence — but no more than that. He had not meant the animal to take the human’s place.
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