Nov 6, 2019 5:43 pm
As Avaline looks in the mirror, she sees a reflection of what she would expect, except there is also the image, as if behind her, of a human man with bronzed skin in his forties, wearing white ceremonial robes and a headdress. The reflected images appear stern and disapproving, regardless of your actual facial expression.
The man is clearly Akhentepi.
The man is clearly Akhentepi.