Nor will I ever remark on who I fancied those two sons of Pharaoh Kara birthed favored. The third circumstance in which Kara would put aside her golde... mask—and the one upon which the strange and true tale of the brave Kara rested—was for the private visits to her chamber of Ptah, the Great Builder of Pharaoh. This was where Kara was walking her thinnest line—and where I put my own life—and maidenhood—on the line for her. But it was something I was glad to do. It was something I had already. "You might as well go the whole way and make me human."You'd love that, wouldn't you, Pyewacket. Back in your real body? Released from Pharaohs Curse? Sorry, kid. I'm not ready for that." So ... wait a minute ... the tales are true?" I said. "She's really a witch?" He. He was the most powerful mage of all time." Eyes only, Pyewacket. Yes or no?" Pyewacket? Before you make up your mind ... remember the pink monkey. The other cats won't like you."I want color."So be it. As I have spoken, so shall. "Candles," I told him. "Smells like bee's wax and soy."Sure enough, the stairs let out onto a corridor, the theme of stone floor and bare earth walls continuing with niches every couple of feet that held thick, flickering candles to light the way."I feel like I'm in a bad B movie," I muttered as Marcus led the way. "All that's missing are the lame traps and the brainless muscle guarding the thick wooden door." Keep your sense pealed; just because this is clichéd doesn't mean it won't work.". Besides the new vanity, Michelle'sbed now had a cloth canopy. Her walls were painted lilac, with frillywhite curtains on the windows. The bedspread was white with lilacs thatmatched the color of the walls. Posters of boy bands were pinned on twowalls. The closet door was partly opened, and Diane could see three orfour dresses, and lots of blouses, skirts, and jeans on the metal pole.Looking down, she also saw a rack of women's shoes on the closet door.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -After.