The combination of lack of pain and opium have dragged Ahmose into sleep, but Neferet is still awake. "Thank you," she tells him, voice thick with happy tears. Her energy is all relief, joy.
"I have never met a finer healer," Kreyu tells him. "Neferet, I will settle matters properly with Mama tomorrow, but If we could take advantage of her hospitality for tonight.." Kreyu has fished a golden necklace with tiny dangling charms from their bags. "We've had quite the journey."
It is AMAZING just how fast the necklace disappears into a pocket of Neferet's dress. "Of course!" Neferet replies. "Your usual room, and then the baths?"
"Please. And if Huy still keeps odd hours, we could use a few items of clothing."
Neferet waves a hand in dismissal. "No trouble for old friends." Kreyu tells Neferet what she wants quite specifically, though the meaning of a lot of it is likely to go over Skellig's head.
Neferet leads them through winding corridors to a different part of the complex. This section is grander, more elaborately painted. Neferet opens the door to a room with a bed, chests, and a small dressing table. The furniture is quite lovely, decorative, the wood carved with lotus flowers. A garden with lotus ponds is painted on the walls, and the air hums gently with Karma, like Heka's bolt hole did. Neferet slips Kreyu a key. "You can come right on down to the baths when you're done," and takes her leave. Kreyu helps move their treasures inside the room.
The room has echoes, nothing UNPLEASANT, but it's clear to Skellig that this room is USUALLY rented hourly for pursuits of a sexual nature either with a lover or with one of the sex workers who are employed here.
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"I have never met a finer healer," Kreyu tells him. "Neferet, I will settle matters properly with Mama tomorrow, but If we could take advantage of her hospitality for tonight.." Kreyu has fished a golden necklace with tiny dangling charms from their bags. "We've had quite the journey."
It is AMAZING just how fast the necklace disappears into a pocket of Neferet's dress. "Of course!" Neferet replies. "Your usual room, and then the baths?"
"Please. And if Huy still keeps odd hours, we could use a few items of clothing."
Neferet waves a hand in dismissal. "No trouble for old friends." Kreyu tells Neferet what she wants quite specifically, though the meaning of a lot of it is likely to go over Skellig's head.
Neferet leads them through winding corridors to a different part of the complex. This section is grander, more elaborately painted. Neferet opens the door to a room with a bed, chests, and a small dressing table. The furniture is quite lovely, decorative, the wood carved with lotus flowers. A garden with lotus ponds is painted on the walls, and the air hums gently with Karma, like Heka's bolt hole did. Neferet slips Kreyu a key. "You can come right on down to the baths when you're done," and takes her leave. Kreyu helps move their treasures inside the room.
The room has echoes, nothing UNPLEASANT, but it's clear to Skellig that this room is USUALLY rented hourly for pursuits of a sexual nature either with a lover or with one of the sex workers who are employed here.