Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30717141-20180522010933/@comment-30700719-20180622184236

Neith paces in her royal bedroom, worried beyond belief. The Mummy handservant at her door peers in and moans, "F-Foood?" She shakes her head, "No, I'm not hungry. Leave me, please." The Mummy nods, closing the door and shambling off down the hall. "Oh, dear..."