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held roughly by the man, jawahir wedged against him as closely as they could and loosed a playful laugh, which itself was cut short when ramesses spoke. jawahir would never speak over the sun.

his words struck jawahir deeply. beyond the warmth of them, there was an awe. their eyes widened and glimmered in the dark.

be your —? yes, of course, if that is what pleases you. there was something different about being the jewel of akashingo, and being chosen in this way by the pharaoh. to know that satsu had failed so miserably in her role! that was a blessing; that was proof enough that jawahir was superior.