Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20190506221605/@comment-28578706-20190508163104

“Because we are not celebrating Ra, dearest sister. We are celebrating Hathor.” He said with a stern face, his tone waved from calm to irritated as he glanced back at Thutameph, “Where is that whore of yours, brother? I thought I heard you two within the halls again.” His head ticked to the side before looking at Merenith groaning feeling quite overwhelmed with all the people though it was only four, “Yes...but that shouldn’t mean you have to run about and draw their attention...” He muttered starting to feel as if he wasn’t attractive in his own wifes eyes, making him quite insecure. “Must we talk about this any longer- I have the festival to plan and this chatter on wether to sacrifice or not is so tiring-plus everyone who is rotting within the prisons are there for a reason, why should we let them run within the villages again?” He growled slightly before running a hand through his hair glaring back at his brother, “Where your whore deserves to be...”