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@Tamar was gone.
@Arsenio also.

satsu did not think she would miss the feeling of eyes upon her, but she did. she missed the constant presence of her maiden more than the mazoi; most of all she was distraught, in her own internalized way, for how easily pharaoh had seen through her, and for how used she felt.

used by tamar, used by arsenio. used by ramesses, too. everyone finding ways to benefit off of the queen or lay blame upon her, as if she held no power at all. that was the crux of the issue: satsu, for all her worth within akashingo, felt powerless.

all she had left was @Belen, who was being trained by the fellahin in places that satsu chose not to tread.

satsu thought of all these things as she lay sprawled within her old quarters. she held little love for ramesses after all; it was a petulant mood that she fell in to after the ordeal with the girl belen, one that caused a rift between the newly-weds.

so when sayf came to gift her something, satsu was there upon her bed. it was piled high with furs that had been collected from the abandoned alcoves once used by the ex-mazoi and his woman.

satsu did not look up when the fellahin entered. she could have been asleep for all he knew.