"I did not leave your camp who never tarried there, and who for two long years have set no foot upon the holy soil of Egypt.

No, not since I fled from Memphis to save myself from death, or what is worse--the defilement of a forced marriage with Abi, my Uncle, and Pharaoh's murderer." Now the High-Priest turned and stared at those behind him, and all who were present stared at the Queen.
"Pardon me," he said, "but how can this thing be, seeing that for those two years we have seen your Majesty day by day living among us as the wife of Abi ?" Now Tua looked at Asti, who stood at her side, and the tall and noble Asti looked at the High-Priest, saying: "You know me, do you not ?" "Aye, Lady," he answered, "we know you.

You were the wife of Mermes, the last shoot of a royal tree, and you are the mother of the Lord Rames yonder, against whom we came out to make war.

We know you well, O greatest of all the seers in Egypt, Mistress of Secret Things.

But we believed that you had perished in the temple of Sekhet at Memphis, that temple where Pharaoh died.