The Memory Painter

In every way it was like their wedding night, even though once Hermese was with child, Thoth would not be allowed back into the temple. It felt strange that they did not know each other, yet they had the world’s permission to be lovers.

Thoth had always known that one day he would do something worthy for his people, something that went beyond being a councilor’s secondborn son. He and his brother had grown up in the shadow of their father, who was the leader of the Council of Twelve—the men and women who ruled Upper and Lower Egypt. But there was no greater honor than siring a future Guardian.