I was…” Horus looked like a little boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. As he hemmed and hawed, trying to find an answer to Amun-Ra’s question, there was absolutely no doubt in my mind that the man who stood before us was indeed the sun god. I continued to try to wriggle loose from Horus’s grip. “I know perfectly well what you were doing. Unhand the maiden at once.” A blush stained the cheeks of the god who’d been ardently kissing me a moment before, and he let me go. Horus stepped back, but his eyes kept flicking toward me as if it pained him to be even an arm’s length away. I steeled my shoulders, straightened my disheveled clothing, and curtsied to the golden god who stood before me. Why did you let him kiss us? I asked Tia in my mind. That would have been the appropriate time to pull the claws out! I’m not good enough at it yet to do it on my own. I enjoyed his caress, she replied simply. He was very…ardent. I admire a male who goes after what he wants. Perhaps I love this man.
