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What Akhenaten lacked in the solitary nature of his theology, he more than made up for with his proliferation of daughters. Cavorting across monuments, sprawling over laps, and goading chariot horses whilst their parents steal a kiss; the princesses of Amarna have a natural charm to which even history has not proved immune. Monument by monument, we watch them blossom into lotuses whose tales remain imbedded in the foundations of buildings dismantled and defaced, carried on the scent of petals long since faded and blown away.