[h3][color=0054a6][center]~Nebet~[/center][/color][/h3]

After leaving the study, Nebet made her way straight to the temple. Since they had no need to discuss anything further with the other viziers, she had no desire to converse with them nor stay for the speech. She had other things to do, rather, other things she wanted to do. She should go tend to the dead, really, that was her duties after all but after today...well, it had been stressful and it was one of the rare times she thought about something other than work or law. She wanted to go enjoy the festivities, at least a little. Unfortunately, it seemed like that wasn't going to happen. As she returned to the temple, she was greeted by the head priest. Apparently, one of the initiates accidentally managed to spill dye all [i]over[/i] the floor in front of the sacred altar. The initiate of which, had managed to somehow slip out for the night. He would be reprimanded heavily tomorrow, but it needed to be cleaned now.

Well, she was never one to shirk work where she could have.

With a sigh, she set about cleaning the floor. Thankfully it wouldn't cause any permanent damage and nothing bad would likely come of it. By the time Iaret and Amen had arrived, Nebet had finished cleaning and had taken to kneeling in front of the altar in calming prayer, having decided against venturing out into the festivities for now. After all, she could do that at any time, really and tonight was one where she should be ready in case the Pharoah had need of her. Something about tonight simply made her feel uneasy, even if the speech was likely going to go over well. Perhaps she was just being paranoid, though...

As she heard her name called by Iaret, Nebet opened her eyes and turned her head towards the woman, a small frown making her slight displeasure at this turn of events obvious. She was to accompany Amen to pay respects to Thutmose? Well, she was certainly the woman for the job. She knew the winding passages better than anyone, as well as the way to his tomb. She hadn't worked on the embalming of the late pharaoh, but she had made visits to the necropolis at times. Something about being down there always seemed to be oddly relaxing to her.

[color=0054a6]"It is quite alright, Iaret,"[/color] Nebet sighed, standing. [color=0054a6]"You are quite correct. It would be ill advised of me to disagree with you about this."[/color] Iaret left quickly before she could say much else though. She may not have been rude, but always being in a hurry somewhere made her a tad bit suspicious...she really was being paranoid, wasn't she? Ah, she really wanted to be anywhere but here right now. This whole Vizier thing was not for her at all. She'd rather be drowning in alcohol or embalming the dead. Possibly both, if she could do it. That said...she raised an eyebrow at Amen's statement.

[color=0054a6]"My time is irrelevant. It belongs to you, Pharoah Amen. If you have need of me then it matters little what my own plans are."[/color] She retrieved her weapon from the altar, upon which it rested. [color=0054a6]"I am here to serve and advise, and help with spiritual and matters of the law. Iaret is quite correct in stating that this matter is quite important...so if you would follow me, Pharoah Amen."[/color] She motioned for the Pharoah to follow her. The entrance to the necropolis should not be all that far away from here.