Horrors!
Nephthys had been pacing back and forth across the floor of her temple, deep in thought. For all that, she couldn't figure out what to do about Seth. What to do, what to do...
Finally, with a quiet sigh, she closed her eyes and stopped in the center of the floor. She needed her sister. She needed Isis.
When she opened her eyes, having transported herself directly to the location where she found her sister's spirit, her horror stamped itself on her usually-placid face.
For she was in Seth's temple.
In his bedroom.
Staring at Isis and Seth.
Together.
ON THE BED.
Nephthys sat down, hard, on the floor. She opened her mouth, closed it, opened it again, and let out a half-strangled gasp. It was supposed to have sounded something like, "What are you doing?!"
Finally, with a quiet sigh, she closed her eyes and stopped in the center of the floor. She needed her sister. She needed Isis.
When she opened her eyes, having transported herself directly to the location where she found her sister's spirit, her horror stamped itself on her usually-placid face.
For she was in Seth's temple.
In his bedroom.
Staring at Isis and Seth.
Together.
ON THE BED.
Nephthys sat down, hard, on the floor. She opened her mouth, closed it, opened it again, and let out a half-strangled gasp. It was supposed to have sounded something like, "What are you doing?!"