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tamar released a breath and nodded quickly. "arsenio, he wants to kill him. he — has for a long time." her eyes searched the pleasant face of the matrona. "i had to argue with him not to do this." why was she speaking so much? tamar's gaze shuttered for a moment behind her lashes.

when she opened her eyes again, it was with a more composed air. "in the palace, i — i can clean wounds. nothing more than that. maybe we will take a trip, to look."

idle planning. the idea of pharaoh coming to mereo both terrified and angered tamar. and belen — the former servant knew that the fellahin who had taken her place would be well-treated, but the guilt remained.

"when the saints came to command pharaoh, someone was killed. i do not think he will come here with a threat that is visible." she knew ruenna had met ramesses. but the importance of being on one's guard was paramount.