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Stars
twinkled in the distance. When had she last lain in the grass and looked at the
constellations and majestic Milky Way galaxy?
    She pulled out the
thick gold braid and held it up in front of her eyes. It was surprisingly cool
to the touch, especially at the point at which the gold cord thickened and
shaped into a lion’s head and moon medallion. She turned the medallion over and
found it was the exact mirror of the front.
    She didn’t recall
seeing it on the dark reven’s body, but it had been wearing dark clothing that
matched its black skin.
    “What would a reven
want with jewelry?” she mumbled to herself.
    Lilly jumped up and
headed to the Egyptian exhibit to do a little research of her own. She dashed
up the steps carrying her wine glass in one hand and the necklace in the other.
If this was worn by the dark reven and the symbols on his arms referenced the
underworld, there was only one place she needed to look.
    Holding up the
necklace, she compared it to the various artifacts contained behind glass cases
in the tomb hall. “A usekh collar? No. A pectoral necklace? Yes, a pectoral.” With
more excitement she walked to the great wall that had hieroglyphics spanning
the entire space. She placed her hand against the stone and brushed the texture
of each glyph against her fingertips. No lions or moons. Turning in a circle,
she scanned the exhibit. The symbol wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Where are
you?”
    Without realizing,
she had let the necklace slip from her fingertips. The sound of heavy medallion
hitting the floor drew her attention downward. “Shit.” Annoyed by her
clumsiness, she quickly dropped to her knees. The necklace had landed in the
center of an enormous engraving that spanned the entire floor. Two eyes stared
back at her from the black marble.
    She jumped to her
feet and back away. Holy hell—she had been standing on it the whole time. “Kit,
get your ass up here!”
    Her forceful voice resonated
off the hard stone walls. Hopefully her sisters would hear her all the way down
in the basement.
    Footfalls echoed
out in the corridor. Kit stormed into the room with her sword drawn. Her sister
grasped her chest and blew out a hard breath. “Jesus, you scared the hell out
of me.”
    “Look!” Lilly
pointed to the statue and then the floor.
    “What? I’m not
following you. Care to share a little more detail?” Kit asked, annoyed.
    Lilly smiled and
handed her sister the pectoral necklace.
    “Where the hell did
you get this?”
    “The aqueduct. I
think it belonged to the dark reven.”
    Kit’s eyebrows shot
up, which only made Lilly grin. She never broke Mother’s rules, and this was a
big one.
    “Look.” Lilly jumped
up onto the statue and rubbed her palm against the pectoral necklace that lay
against its chest. The museum replica had a crude resemblance to the necklace Kit
had in her hand, but with much less ornate detail. She leapt down and laughed. Her
hands rubbed the engraving on the floor. An enormous engraving of a lion’s head
and small moons.
    “It looks similar. So
what?”
    “Step back and look
where we are.” Lilly gestured her arms out and around. The room depicted the
underworld with the various gods that ruled the afterlife. “Look where we’re
standing.”
    “The gateway to the
underworld,” Kendra said behind them.
    Kit whirled around
and glared at their sister. “I thought I told you to wait downstairs.”
    Kendra shrugged. “I
didn’t hear any screaming so I figured it was okay to come out.”
    “Can I kill her
now?”
    Lilly got up and
brushed off her knees. “Maybe later. Right now we need her expertise.” She
pulled Kendra over to the statue with the matching pectoral necklace. “Who is
this?”
    “It’s Akar or Asar.
There are several spellings of his name. He guards the entrance and exit to the
underworld, protecting it from evil spirits. Upon their death, Egyptians had to
request to enter the gates. Asar would pass judgment based on the weight