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The shadow released a breath of relief. He was permitted to walk beside Pharaoh on his trek, which was something that Crowfeather had not fully anticipated when approaching the ruler.

The words that followed Pharaoh’s acceptance were even more unexpected. The dark wolf gaped, lowering his head so that he might readily conceal the foolish expression before Pharaoh saw it. The seer did not anticipate that the ruler would so willingly admit Satsu’s friendship with Crowfeather. It felt like something that should have been treated with more care than it was.

Satsu helped me when I was lost. She showed me how to- he paused for a moment, considering his words. Telling Pharaoh that his wife-to-be had showed him how to accept the dead in his life felt like something he could not share.

She helped me find my way.

I will be a guest for your wedding, as I am sure Germanicus will. It is a cause for celebration, after all. After that, I will go wherever he goes. It was what he had told Pharaoh before, but Crowfeather felt his words were more uncertain without the silver eagle at his side.