I push forward. Shake my head. “No.” The word’s a breath, directed with the force of a prayer at Ahmose. He doesn’t see it. “Remember. Ka is not a god!” His gaze flickers over me, and then is gone again. “But who knows? Perhaps there will still be a Field of Reeds, after all.” He smiles. Lets himself fall backward.
AHMOSE NOOOOOOOO
