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Sayf trotted inside eagerly, dipping his head to the priest once he stood in front of him. My lord, he greeted. The pharaoh has assigned me to your service. The fellahin smiled and took a seat. 

I am here to tend to your every need, he explained. If you need help finding materials for your rituals, I will get what you need. His gaze turned heated. And if you need a way to release your stress, I can help with that too. He was unsure if the priest would understand what he meant, but no matter; Sayf would show him eventually.