Heliopolis, two weeks later
“Master, I come here by order of the Divine Spouse of Amun.” Senenmut bowed to the priest who administered the House of Life temple at Heliopolis. “You know this because you know everything.”
The old priest nodded his head in greeting but did not confirm his current state of knowledge.
“Master, you also know what I need,” Senenmut added.
The priest had made a vow of silence some years ago, so he never spoke to guests who studied the collections kept in the House of Life. Senenmut was one of those guests. He had been ordered by his lady to search through the ancient scrolls to find the information needed to create a remarkable architectural work at the Temple of Million Years in Djeser-Dejeseru.
Senenmut loved Hatshepsut; her strength, beauty, and wisdom. He
