The harp she bears was the royal gift of the Prince of Kesh, he who fell that night beneath my sword.

The voice is Egypt's voice, the song is Egypt's song.

Nay, how can it be?
I am mad, you are magicians come to mock me, for that Star, Amen's daughter, reigns a thousand miles away with the lord she chose, Abi, her own uncle, he who, they say, murdered Pharaoh.

Get you gone, Sorceress, lest I cause the priests of Amen, whereof you also make a mock, to cast you to the flames for blasphemy." Slowly, very slowly, Tua opened the wrappings about her throat, revealing the Sign of Life that from her birth was stamped above her bosom.
"When they see this holy mark, think you that the priests of Amen will cast me to the flames, O Royal Son of Mermes ?" asked Tua softly.
"Why not ?" he answered.

"If you have power to lie in one thing, you have power to lie in all.